Escape to Adventure

[Deophaun]

Rekka notices that Fargaror's attack has not only failed, but left him dangerously exposed to the beast's motley collection of fangs and claws. She dashes forward and takes her place opposite Fargaror on the chimera's left. "Remember your tormentor," she yells as her hand reaches for one of the beast's necks.

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Swift action: Law Devotion +3 to AC (AC 14)

Charnel Touch
Attack: (1d20+6)[24] versus Touch AC
Damage: (1d8+1)[6]

[Nevershutup]

Mersin wakes up (finally) and lets out a battle cry, before he reallizes that the battle is over, and he is in a jail cell, once more, but this time with the lock broken. "Well, that's counter-productive..." He then walks out the door, and searches for something to use as a weapon, preferably 2 as is his prefered weapon style. He also "casts" Detect Magic, in hopes that he can find something useful (AA 1/7). He still has no idea of the battle in the next room.

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Search: (1d20+4)[15]
Int Check (if applicable) (1d20+4)[8]
Wis Check (if applicable) (1d20)[16]
Spellcraft (if applicable) (1d20+11)[17]

[Torgarn]

The beast turns on Rekka screaming in anger and pain. It's lion head bites at her leaving a mark on her. The dragon head bites out as well, though it's bite seems ineffective.

OOC: You take 3 damage, damn my rolling and your DR

Mersin does not find anything of use, it must have been looted by others. The only thing he sees is the man in the other cell. He is still sitting completely still.

[Erberor]

Fargaror shifts his posture after his rather unsuccessful attack. As he ducks and rolls behind the the chimera's flank, the shadows seem to peel off the walls and surround in in a cloak of concealing shadow. As he tumbles behind the beast, he brings his axe upward, taking advantage of Rekka's action in attacking the chimera.

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Swift action into child of shadows stance
move action with tumble to get concealment from above stance and move into flanking position with Rekka (1d20+11)[19]
standard action to use sapphire nightmare blade
concentration check vs AC: (1d20+9)[24]
to hit vs flat-footed AC: (1d20+7)[13] +2 for flanking for 15
damage: (1d6+3)[7] + (1d6)[6]

[Marlowe]

Aya, in a better position for a shot now, takes a step forward and to the right (so she's not standing in a silly long line with Bale) and mutters, "Very well, burn twice" before blasting the monster with flames from both hands.

Attack against Touch AC:(1d20+5)[12]Dam(1d6+5)[6]
Attack against Touch AC:(1d20+5)[10]Dam(1d6+5)[6]
Crit confirm:(1d20+5)[10]

[Assuming she missed her shot last round, she has one more blast next round.]

[Deophaun]

The dragon's mouth clamps on Rekka's arm, but seems unable to do anything other than gnaw futily on her thick flesh.

"What's the matter, you poor bastard? Can't get a good taste?"

Necrotic energy flows to her feet and Rekka kicks out.

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Charnel Touch
Attack (Flanking):(1d20+8)[22] versus Touch AC
Damage:(1d8+1)[5]

5-ft. step North

[Marlowe]

Aya readies her final flame for another blast. She notes the monster's apparent reluctance to bite into the strange girl's flesh, but mentally files that under "things we'll discuss later". "Good Bale. Unless you can kill it with your soulful, brooding gaze, I suggest you try hitting it."

[Nevershutup]

Listen (1d20-4)[5]

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If Mersin hears the battle, he'll grab 2 bars (one-handed and light "weapons"), adopt his Martial Spirit stance and rush to see what is happening. (Atleast a round or two)

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If Mersin doesn't hear the battle, he'll slowly make his way towards it through exploration, with the two bars still.

Search check: (1d20+4)[19]

[MrE]

Bale disregards Aya's strange words as he dourly charges the creature, this time certain he will hurt it.

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Move Action: Move up to Mr Chimaera.
Swift Action: Switch to Punishing Stance (AC drops to 9)
Standard Action: Mountain Hammer
Attack Roll: (1d20+10)[12]
Damage: (1d6+7)[12] MH (2d6)[9] PS (1d6)[2]

[Torgarn]

The creature collapses under the strength of your blows.

It looks up at you pained and terrified eyes starting to glaze over.

It speaks in a rasping hissing voice from it's dragon head.

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Please spare me. I have no desire to fight you further. It is not by mine own will that I am here, nor that I would fight you.

[Deophaun]

Rekka regards the Chimera's eyes and suppresses a smile at the fear she sees.

"It looks like the fight has left this one," she says as she lifts her hand, letting the creature know she is ready to strike if it gives her reason. "But I cannot understand its speech. Anyone here speak beast?"

[Nevershutup]

Listen Check: (1d20-4)[-3]
Spot Check: (1d20-4)[13]

While wandering around, Mersin will check out the doors, and (hopefully, dice and DM willing) see the rest of every one.

Mersin will then make his way towards the group, and say, "Well, this is all rather.... unusual."


OOC: And Mersin hears only the voices in his head.....

[Erberor]

Fargaror, while unable to understand its speech directly, recognizes the similar roots and words with the Auran language. He attempts to determine at least what the chimera is attempting to communicate.

Sense motive: (1d20+2)[15]

[Marlowe]

Aya shifts her last flame from her right hand to her left. "Sound work, everyone" she says tonelessly; "However; next time we initiate smashing at a door; let's make sure we're all in position. I have illusions I may be able to send through first as well."

She turns to Rekka with a blank expression. "You are wounded. Should I heal you?"

[Erberor]

"Patience isn't exactly my strong suit." Fargaror says coldly. He looks down at the wounded chimera, seeing the fear in its eyes.

Fargaror looks right into the eyes of the creature and says, in Auran, "I understand full well that you may not be able to understand what I am saying, but I swear no further harm will come to you. You have performed your duty admirably, great beast."

[Deophaun]

"How do you heal the dead?" Rekka mutters to herself.

"No, Air and Fire, unless I mistake your offer, I believe your treatments may be unkind to my unique circumstance. Besides..." Rekka glances to Fargaror and, seeing that he may have the creature under control, allows her hand to drift away from the beast and towards her own wounds. "I have my own methods of restoration."

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Charnel Touch on Rekka, heals 2 HP

[Marlowe]

Aya flicks her eyes on Fargaror. "Was rather hoping not dying could be our thing." And then gives Rekka an unblinking look. "Though it may be too late for some"

Listen:(1d20)[4]

[MrE]

"If it is sentient we should find out what it knows. I must not be the only one who finds this place suspicious: we still have found no guards save this creature. I assume you each fell foul of Azzar or Ravel?"

[Marlowe]

"Azzar's men came to our shrine. We burned it with them inside. Some more dead men later they took me while meditating." Aya spreads her arms briefly to indicate her bulky vestments. The flame in her hand still burns bright. "You can tell me yourself who is "Ravel".

"I am unsure of the wisdom to being so trusting of this creature" She turns her glare on the Chimera. "Still, shall we try the other doors? We are still poorly-equipped for these games, and we need our arms and armour."

[Deophaun]

"Azzar..." Rekka ponders the name for a second while continuing to apply her hand to her wounds. "If he is the one responsible for my ambush, then maybe what his bandits stole is here."

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It's going to take a minute's worth of standard actions to heal up fully, which I'd guess would be how long it takes to interrogate the Chimera and check the doors, assuming no interruptions.

"Four doors, shrine maiden. Which one do you choose?"

[Erberor]

Fargaror, hearing Aya and Rekka, speaks up. "I promised the chimera he would not be harmed, and I fully intend to keep that promise. I will remain here and watch it."

With that, Fargaror sits down and watches the chimera, recalling the events that led him into this prison.

"Besides, it is not our place to be making judgments of others, regardless of the actions of their kin."

[Deophaun]

"And what has the beast promised in return? Does it know a way out, or where plunder is kept?"

[Erberor]

"The matter at hand is not one of equivalency but rather one of benevolence. I cannot say if it knows anything; I cannot speak the language of dragons. But my word still stands."

Fargaror stands and focuses for a moment, recovering his balance and focus.

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Prepare manuevers:
Mountain Hammer
Burning Blade
Mighty Throw
Rabid Wolf Strike
Sapphire Nightmare Blade

[Deophaun]

Rekka says something in a language no one else understands. It does not seem pleasant.

"Fine, the beast is your responsibility. I will hold you to it."

[Torgarn]

The Chimaera , spared for the moment, turns it's draconic head towards the door in the northwestern corner of the room, gesturing towards it.

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That room contains the armory for the two-legged guards in this facility.

[Erberor]

"Evidently, our friend here does know something. I would suggest investigating the Northwest door." Fargaror says.

[Marlowe]

Aya's eyes narrow. "Nice of you to make a unilateral promise you have no way of honouring" she says in a low voice. But move across the room, the flame in her hand between her and the Chimera, to try the NW door.

[Erberor]

Fargaror glares at Aya somewhat coldly. "I keep my word. If what I say is not the truth, I am defying my very self. Words are a reflection of the one who speaks them. By spewing out false promises and deception, one casts a dark cloud over every aspect of the mind, and clouds his purpose, until he becomes a walking shadow of something that once was clear and true."

Fargaror seems to break out of a trance.

"I must apologize," he says, "I, like my father, tend to become somewhat...verbose when speaking of subjects I hold dear. I can only hope I did not offend you."

Fargaror's serious expression relaxes as he remembers his father.

[Marlowe]

Aya doesn't even bother looking at Fargaror. Her eyes are focused between the door and the monstrous creature to her right. "It does not matter if you keep your word or no. If you promised no harm would come to it, that is not a promise that you or I nor the whole of us can reliably enforce, given our current straights.

"I reserve my promises for what I can deliver. And what I can deliver is this; if it strikes at any of us again, then harm shall come to it ."

Chimera are not known for their honour and gratitude, is what she doesn't say; as she draws her dagger in the non-burning hand and probes the doorhandle to check for traps.

Search:(1d20+1)[18]

[Nevershutup]

Mersin walks into the door that is broken down, and takes stock of this motley group. He clears his throat, "I do believe I may be able to help here, proven that you're also escaped prisoners."

After that, Mersin says, in Celestial, Draconic, Elven, and then in Common "Well, who understands me right now?"