Divine Spark [IC]

[CrystalMists]

Adey
HP: 67/67
AC 22+1=23 (+1 From Ballias Aura)
Armigers Mark Available: 10/11

Adey screams at the archons, hoping to draw their attention while she swing her sword hard at Archon 1

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Readied Maneuvers: Throwing Shell, Primal Wrath, Enraging Strike, Crushing Blow

Move action 1 & 2: Moves to V11 (2 5ft steps (1 to V10, then V11) and moves to Stance of the Defending Shell while she does so (+1 sheild AC)

Standard Action: Enraging Strike vs Archon 1


Attack: (1d20+13)[25] | Damage (2d6+21)[24] + Studied Strike (1d6+2)[4]

If hit Succeed: Target must succeed Will save (DC 17) or it must attack him at its next available action. This attack must be a melee attack if the target his anything in hand that could be used as a weapon or an improvised weapon (this includes bows wielded as clubs, and natural weapons), otherwise he may choose a different attack method, but he must attack the initiator. Additionally, he gains a -2 penalty to attack the initiator of this strike due to the anger incited by the initiator.

If hits succeed: Adding Armiger's Mark to target (-6 atk, -12% ASF unless targeting Adey, Lasts 5 turns)

[drack]

Dordoth Redcloud
HP: 54/54
AC: 17 (with aura)
undead HP: 12/12 12/12 12/12 AC: 17

Seeing his companions ignoring this perfectly good opportunity to flee, Dordoth isn't quite sure what to make of them. Perhaps it was they and not he who truly sought their end... but then again, would death end it that easily? Not minding the details Dordoth ordered the zombies to attack the adjacent enemies.

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(1d20+2)[9] for (1d4+1)[5] damage
(1d20+2)[3] for (1d4+1)[4] damage
(1d20+2)[15] for (1d4+1)[4] damage

[Linken]

HP: 68/68
AC: 24 + Aura 1
Panache Remaining: 9
Baliia points to the one she's currently assailing, seeming to mark it out as the one to attack. She's a bit busy fighting to talk all too much at the moment. Overall, though, she seems much more elegant and graceful when fighting. Not to say she wasn't before, but NOW.

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Baliia is going to attack the blinded one.

(1d20+13)[20]
(1d20+13)[31] Crit confirm

(1d4+10)[13] If Hit
(1d4+10)[13] Critical

[BelGareth]

Lyndis summoned her spiritual companion from the heavenly planes, it appeared next to her, and neighed in kind recognition of its new master.

Adey screams and connects fully with the archon targeted by her rage, her weapons doesn't do as much damage as should be, and the archons steely resolve remains strong.

Baliia strikes at her targeted archon, and manages to get a wound in, although, like before, your weapons are not as effective as they should be.

Yamato steps back and sheathes his blade, then draws it with a flick of his wrist, sending a wave of energy at the angels, which barely misses on of them.

Dordoth commands his zombies forward, who fill the gap as needed and swing mindlessly at the archons, who, though blind, avoid them easily.

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Order of Initiative:
Lyndis 33
Jody 28
Adey 26
Baliia 21
Yamato 18
Dordoth 13
Archons 4

Status:
Archon 1 - 16 damage
Archon 2 - 3 damage, blinded 2 rounds left saved
Archon 3 - 20 damage, blinded 2 rounds left saved
Yamato - 11 damage
Lyndis - 17 damage
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The non blind Archon takes in the scene and barks out in Celestial "15ft to your left Sosan, 15ft forward, and 5ft up Rocharche."

And with that, one at a time, they take a step back, and disappear, reappearing at the same exact location as described. The archon who had spoke then strikes 2 times towards Baliia, hoping to take one of you down, but his swings go wildly off mark, as if something deters his aim.

At the same time, both Archons manage to shake off the glitterdust, the twinkling magical dust, falling to the ground and disappearing from sight as they refocus their eyes on their targets.

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Legion Archon 2 5ft to V11
Standard: greater teleport to W8
Will - (1d20+8)[24] vs DC 18

Legion Archon 3 5ft to V11
Standard: greater teleport to Y10
Will - (1d20+8)[23] vs DC 18

Legion Archon 1 vs Baliia (flanking)
Attack 1 - (1d20+15)[21] [miss]
Damage - (2d6+5)[12] + Fire - (1d6)[1]

Attack 2 - (1d20+10)[24] [miss]
Damage - (2d6+5)[11] + Fire - (1d6)[5]

[CrystalMists]

Adey
HP: 67/67
AC 22+1=23 (+1 From Ballias Aura)
Armigers Mark Available: 8/11
Inspiration Pool: 5/7

Knowing Archon 1 is now in her power; She moves onto the next threat.. Archon #3.

"No, Target me you foolish thing!" she says as the throws her weapon at the Archon and catches it as it comes back to her.

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Move: Studied Combat VS new Target, Archon 3.

Move 2: Unused

Free Action: (1d6)[6] bonus to attack roll from use of 2 inspirations (Add roll total to Attack Roll in Standard Action)

Standard Action: Throwing Shell VS Archon 3; Attack Roll: (1d20+13)[33] Damage Roll: (1d4+2)[3]+(2d6)[5] (Shield Bash Damage + Maneuver Damage + Studied Strike Damage)

Free Action: to Catch the "shield" again

If hits succeed: Adding Armiger's Mark to target (-6 atk, -12% ASF unless targeting Adey, Lasts 5 turns)

Archon 1: 4 Turns left Armiger's Mark

[Illven]

Lyndis Trisweyns
Hp 29/46 +4 temp hp from Yamato
AC 17+1=18 (+1 from Ballia's aura)

Lyndis was still in a panic when her own special horse appeared. Her brothers and sisters noble to a fault, were skilled in the arts of riding. Lyndis.... Well she had been on a horse once or twice, but she didn't really spend much time outdoors.

Go! Uh. Uh. Attack! She said gesturing wildly to the first archon, before wincing as her shoulder throbbed in pain, she then turned to Archon 2 as, her horse reared up attempting to take out a bite of Archon 1.

Fiddling in her bag with her good arm, she pulled out a small tongue, and some six sided object.

Archon! Wouldn't you much rather fight demons and earn your way to a promotion. She said gesturing to the last place she saw demons from.

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Lyndis's mount will move to V11 to W12 and then attack LA 1
Horse attack.

Bite
(1d20+12)[29]
(1d4+7)[11]
Crit if necessary.
(1d20+12)[14]
(1d4+7)[11]

Lyndis's move action is spent commanding the horse, her standard action is to cast suggestion on LA 2. DC 18 Will save.

[bcool999]

Yamato
56/67 +4 temp hp
AC 22 (+1 from Balia, +1 Adey (who also gets +1 from Yamato as does Balia, Jody, and Dordoth)
Armiger's marks remaining (assuming 1 AoO hit): 7/8

Spoiler: AoO rolls from the OOC

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AoO LA2: (1d20+12)[23] Damage: (3d6+9)[20] + Armiger's Mark if damaged

AoO LA3: (1d20+12)[19] Damage: (3d6+9)[22] + Armiger's Mark if damaged

Sending a slash at the two Archons as they teleport behind them, Yamato grits his teeth in annoyance before moving forward to flank one of them with Adey. Calling upon his own well of holy power, Yamato lashes out at the Archon before him seeking to restore his ally's vigor.

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5ft. step to W11

Standard Action: Initiate Enduring Crane Strike against LA1

Attack: (1d20+14)[18] (+2 from flanking added)
Damage: (3d6+9)[25]
EDIT: Bad rolls bad rolls, whatcha gonna do, whatcha gonna do, whatcha gonna do when your rolls are poo.
Healing for Lyndis on hit: (1d6+6)[10]

[drack]

Dordoth Redcloud
HP: 54/54+4 temp
AC: 17 (with aura)
undead HP: 12/12 12/12 12/12 AC: 18

Dordoth, angrily lashes out at the outsider beside him (LA3) with the help of two zombies whilst the third attacks the other.

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Attacks against LA3 (flanked)
(1d20+7)[16] for (1d2+2)[4] damage
(1d20+4)[24] for (1d4+1)[3] damage
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(1d20+4)[5] for (1d4+1)[4] damage

Attacks against LA2
(1d20+2)[7] for (1d4+1)[4] damage

Bitterly he fumes, both that he shouldn't need fight himself, and that he has so pitifully few undeads under his sway. Lastly he curses through rasping muttered breaths that they're trying to take him to the dark place where his soul will live forever.

[BelGareth]

As you pummel the Archons even further, a four limbed giant of a Demon appears behind them, snarling and smiling something awful. As one, the Archons vanish from before you, and appear middle way between the demon and you. (feel free to take AOO's if you want to)

They all intone a word, and multiple images of themselves pop into existence.

At the same time, a grizzled old man appears behind you all, arms outstretched, a portal to a dimly lit room behind him "Come with me if you want to live!" he says in a hushed whisper.

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We're still in rounds, kinda more freeform
And yes, you nailed the crap out of those Archons, but they are pretty tough :P

[bcool999]

Yamato

Glad for the reprieve from fighting, Yamato looks around for another avenue of escape before begrudgingly accepting that the old man may be their best bet of catching their breath with all the chaos about. Swinging his blade to clear it of most of the blood he sheathes it before nodding towards the others and moving toward the open door.

[Illven]

Lyndis Trisweyns

Lyndis gave the man a discerning look, far more then she could have ever before this night.

Figuring that the man was trustworthy. Or at least wasn't out to screw them any worse then the angels and demons, she started moving towards the portal, before remembering her horse, and reaching back to pull him along.

[CrystalMists]

Adey

"it's less likely a place with angels and demons fighting; lets move along people" she says as trying to usher everybody in; following last and keeping her sword in a defensive position.

[Linken]

Baliia isn't sure who or what to trust. So, she trusts her gut. There's no way not to trust it, as it's inside her and it has been all her life! She moves with the others towards the portal, more curious than anything. She would have been fine with being locked in glorious combat, but...this is good too.

[drack]

Dordoth first looks to the newcomer as if they're stupid. Want to live? Wasn't he on this whole journey because he didn't? What kind of blithering moron would use such a line to bait him? After a lengthy moment's pause as he continues to scrutinize the newcomer's idiocy he eventually decides it's either a metaphor, or a reference quoted in a context where it doesn't fit. Pityingly he shakes his head as he follows the rest of them. After all, neither force was well known to let one rest in oblivion even after death.

[BelGareth]

You step through the portal into the darkly lit room of what seems to be a mages study.

The elderly man who entreated you calmly walks to his desk, as the portal snaps shut after the last member of the group walks through.



Turning to you all, he gestures with a hand, and several platters with drinks on them float towards you. “Please, sit, and drink, we have much to discuss.”

He continues, “I am Daedun, I have been studying the void recently, and found an alarming situation unfold.” He frowns and looks at each of you in turn.

“I’ll be blunt, perhaps a cleric would be a better advisor, but alas, such are the winds of fate. AO, has died.”

He paused for a moment to let that sink in.

“His personage fractured and split, sending out sparks of his divinity. It would seem one of his Arch-Angels caught to secure some of them, and…well….found you.” He finished, grimacing.

“You know this to be true, I can see it on you, there is a….power to you all. Those beings who invaded the town, they were after that power, and would have fleshed your very soul to gain it. You are now, for better or worse, stuck on a path you may not want to go down.”

He waves it off with a hand, as if what he was saying was a pertinent slave “There are others of course, and the gods…well, you have a lot of enemies at this moment. But for the time being, you will need to seek council, the Oracle of Jesephaun should be able to help you, but she is reticent to do so even for the most cosmically shaking event. You must gather a gift for her, something that would garner her attention. I know just the thing.”

He rummages through his desk, and nods as he finds a leather bound tome, opening it to a bookmarked page, he presents a picture of a yellow flower to you all. “The Ice tulip, only grows on the peaks of the Geraldeen Mountains, you’ll need to travel there and locate one. It’s an extremely rare plant, as it’s pollen grants the ability to restore the dead.”

[drack]

Sparks of divinity... Dordoth curses in undercommon, the nails of his right hand sinking into his left shoulder as if he was about to rip it off, but even so the blood flows just as quickly in reverse as he continues to mumble curses, his mind turning inward as his eyes vacantly stare into space. Divinity... in this world of immortal souls and undying things, the gods themselves can persist and survive perhaps even if only a figment of memory of them remains. A hint of belief or faith in their existence..... if such sparks had entered his being... if they had damned him to live as such... worse, it being a spark pertaining to life itself, would that make him live even longer still? To persist even after such a death? His face slowly twists into a spiteful scowl as he continues to curse the world.

Cosmic events... observers... participants... others would come for these sparks, for that spark which was now fused with him, they'd take him away and stuff him in a pretty box with his immortal life, use him to some means, but never ever let him die on them as that would be a loss... Never to cease to exist... All his research, all his work... All the blood and agonizing screams he'd poured into it...

As the wheels within his mind continued to spin he began to think of a way out. He needed time, time to awaken more goblins. Pitiful as they were, they were all the strength he had. After that he could try the plane of this nihilistic weirdo who spent all day staring into the void and waiting for it to stair right back into him. While the very notion seemed downright suicidal, and despite the fact that this lunatic hadn't a hint of common sense, even attempting to entice him with the prospect of life... but it's all he had to go on for now.

All of a sudden Dordoth's mumbled curses stop as he replies with all the enthusiasm of a tired office worker getting ready to move into a new apartment. "Alright, give me two months to properly pack my things and I can head out."

[Illven]

Ao is dead.... Lyndis mumbled in shock a sleeve of her robes covering her mouth as it hung open.

How... How is that even possible? Who. What killed him? Was he murdered? Was it old age? If he was murdered, why? And who would have enough power. Lyndis started to react in shock. Information, her first impulse was to focus on what she knew and what she could learn.

In any case... We certainly don't have a couple of months... The forces that seek to take the sparks from us are probably aware of where our destination is. They may attempt to place this oracle under heavy guard. Or at least the area around her. She says to the group

If we can wait till tomorrow, I can prepare spells that will protect us from the climate the flower inhabits...

Actually. She says turning to their mysterious benefactor. Where on the material plane will we be let out on? By the flower? And how far is the flower to the oracle? I'm not a powerful wizard, I can't simply teleport us there. She admits, rubbing her ear as she does so.

[drack]

Dardoth shakes his head somehow coming off as clearheaded and speaking without his usual disjointed and meaningless maddened ramblings. "Months, years, eons, what is that to aging races of good and evil, of chaos and law? The spells I cast may persist ten times longer then my body could live, how long do you expect the universe to stay together, probably a while. Rather if we're coveted by such forces, don't you think the moment they hear about us everyone will over react and expend more resources then we're worth? It's probably better not to charge out into their crossbow sights and instead hunker down to see how much of it will blow over." ... though perhaps such calm in the face of an overdeity's death isn't the best mark of sanity...

[bcool999]

Yamato

Yamato sighs as though all his joy is escaping him with this news that literally every extraplanar entity with a stake in the fate of material plane (at the very least) will now make it their personal prerogative to hunt him and his allies down at every chance they have and rip them to shreds for the divine nougat nestled in their (more of less) mortal souls. Thinking that maybe he should have drunk himself into oblivion and possibly miss their angelic intruder, Yamato focuses on the task at hand.

"So we just need to go to a very inhospitable climate, find a precious and rare flower which we won't get any money for, but may get a favor from an Oracle who isn't even fazed by the deaths of gods?" Yamato speaks incredulously, "As wonderful of an itinerary as that is, how do we do all that if we are the eye of a transplanar hurricane of violence?"

[Linken]

Baliia sighs slightly as she sees the study. Her eyes light up as she looks over the place- there was so much... KNOWLEDGE here. She probably couldn't understand half of this stuff and she didn't want to, but it just looked like an amazing place. One could say magical. Still, nothing's better than a nice inn. Or any place that's not trapped between realms. She hates being stuck on places where she had no option but to continue. Hey, it's all part of the fun!

"Gotta agree with Yamato here. We're going to be what everyone's looking at at the moment. Maybe looking at me in particular, though. Even though I and presumably everyone else is feeling pretty damn good, I'm not sure if we all could handle those things- whatever they were- for extended periods of time. Especially not in the cold for someone who's too lazy to get up and do something when a god's dead."