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T'Var 03-09-05, 01:33 PM	The Sands of Time This is the Quest for Zaqh'sol the Scourge . Only T'Var or TaggIIV may post here. If there is a question or concern, please reach me via PM or announce it in the Tarvern, thank you. Technical target treasure: +1 adamantine halberd Questlog: Week 1 Barly escaping the claws of 2 Monsterous Scorpions - Items Found: nil Items Used: 2 potions of CLW Week 2 A Mimic claims the life of Maekka and almost takes Zaq also - Items Found:nil Items Used: ML2 powerstone of vigor Week 3 The illusion of his father and brother came to him as a final conflict. with a single thrust the brother fell to Zaq's might - Items Found: Claimed the +1 adamantine halberd Items Used: ML4 powerstone of vigor, stone of force screen Total XP earned: 4,800 xp
T'Var 03-09-05, 01:34 PM	Zaqh'sol slept within his home the sounds of midnight battles in the arena still echoing thru the city. But his sleep was not sound. Dreams haunted his rest for much of the night until a single voice seemed to force its way thru the half-dragons head. "My son, it is time. Time to Prove you are worthy of the gifts you have been born with. the Power that is yours if you are strong enough to grasp it." The voice vanishes but remains with Zaqh'sol. an image began to form in the back of his mind now. the dessert, a hidden cave, and what could only be an item of legend. The Talon of Nalfe'shanath. with a start Zaqh'sol was suddenly awake and alone, though the feeling that some where he was still being watched would not leave throughout the night
T'Var 03-09-05, 01:34 PM	Zaqh'sol the Scourge http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v325/TaggIIV/zakthin.gif Race: Male Half-Brass-Dragon Type: Medium Dragon Class: Fighter 1/PsyWarrior 1 Experience: 10,000/10,300/15,000 (ECL 5) Str 26 (+8) ..16pts (+8 templ) Dex 14 (+2) ..6 pts Con 16 (+3) ..6 pts (+2 templ) Int 12 (+1) ..2 pts (+2 templ) Wis 14 (+2) ..6 pts Cha 10 (+0) ..0 pts (+2 templ) Hit Points 21 (2 HD) 2d10+6 Initiative: +2 Base Attack: +1 Grapple: +9 [+5 expansion] Movement: 30' Armor Class 20, touch 12, ff 18 (+2dex, +4arm, +4nat) [+4 shield/force screen, +2 SoF/Pro Align, -2 expansion] Saving Throws Fort +7 (2ftr, 2psw, 3con) Refl +2 (2dex) [-1 expansion] Will +2 (2wis) Attacks [Ma] Lance, +10 melee, 1d8+12, x3 Halberd, +9 melee, 1d10+12, x3 Sm. [Ma] Ranseur, +8 melee, 1d6+8, x3 Mighty4 Composite Longbow, +3 ranged, 1d8+4, x3, 110' range Claw, +9 melee, 1d4+8, x2 [2nd Claw, +7 melee, 1d4+4, x2] [Expansion: Increase die size by one step (ranseur to 2d4, lance and bow to 2d6, halberd to 2d8, claw to 1d6, bite to 1d8) & add 1 damage. Subtract 2 on attack rolls made with bow] [Apply -2 penalty when tower shield is equipped] [b]Skills (16ftr, 4psw) +8 Concentration (5rnk, 3con) [4(cc)ftr, 3psw] +9 Craft Armor (5rnk, 2int, 2tool) [4ftr, 1psw] +8 Ride (4rnk, 2dex, 2tool) [4ftr] +3 Spellcraft (2rnk, 1int) [4(cc)ftr] +2 Spot/Listen (2wis) Speaks Common & Draconic Feats Hum: Multiattack 1st: Reckless Offense Ftr1: Power Attack Psw1: Improved Sunder Half-Dragon Racial Traits -breath weapon 60' line 1/d (6d8 fire dmg, Ref DC 14 half) -darkvision 60' -low-light vision -fire immunity and cold vulnerability -immune to paralysis effects -immune to sleep effects -natural attacks (2 claws and bite) -+4 natural armor -bonus feat -extra skill points Fighter Class Abilities -bonus combat feats PsyWarrior Class Abilities -manifesting -bonus combat/psionic feats Powers Known (1pp) 1st: Biofeedback Buffs & Prefight Actions -enter w/ psionic focus Equipment Armor: [Ma] Chainshirt [4AC][1ACP][4DEX][25WT][250GP] Armor: [Ma] Tower Shield [45WT][160GP] Weapon: [Ma] Lance [10WT][320GP] Weapon: [Ma] Sm. Ranseur [6WT][310GP] Weapon: Halberd [12WT][10GP] Weapon: Mighty4 Composite Longbow [3WT][500GP] Weapon: 20x [ColdIron] Arrows [3WT][2GP] Misc.: Brooch of Shielding [101/101][0.1WT][1500GP] Expendable Items [CL/ML] Potion: Shield of Faith +2 [1] [0.1WT][50GP] Potion: Protection from Evil [1] [0.1WT][50GP] Potion: 2x Cure Light Wounds [1] [0.1WT][100gp] Stone: 2x Vigor [4] [200gp] Stone: 1x Vigor [2] [50gp] Stone: 1x Vigor [2] [50gp] Stone: Inertial Armor [1] [25gp] Stone: Force Screen [1] [25gp] Stone: 4x Detect Psionics [1] [100gp] Stone: Skate [1] [25gp] Stone: Expansion [3, minute duration] [75gp] Stone: Dissolving Weapon [3] [200gp] Stone: Specified Energy Adaptation [3] [200gp] Tattoo: Force Screen (crawl) [1] [50gp] Allies & Equipment Mount: Maekka (heavy warhorse) [400GP] Mount: Glimmershred (light warhorse) [150GP] Armor: Chainshirt Barding [50WT][200GP][Crafted] Misc.: [Ma] Bit and Bridle [1WT][55GP] Misc.: Riding Saddle [25WT][10GP] Misc.: Horseshoes of Speed [12WT][3000GP] Equipment @ Home Gold: 1573 coins Misc.: [Ma] Armorsmithing tools [55GP] Miscellaneous Encumbrance: 306 lb (light) 613 lb (medium) 920 lb (heavy) 4600 lb (drag) Weight Carried: 106.3 lb Mount Weight Carried: 88 lb Total Gold 9700 Story Guided here by his father, a mysterious brass dragon, Zak develops his skills and tries to learn more of his draconic roots, and break the magic enshrouding his past. Episodes: 00 (http://boards1.wizards.com/showpost.php?p=5442614&postcount=675): Puzzles of the Past 01: Getting into Gladius Fight Record: ECL 4 01 (http://boards1.wizards.com/showpost.php?p=5449639&postcount=1281): Uhmentarymster (Caterane) ........Banished [Cellardweller] [+1200xp][+1200gp] 02 (http://boards1.wizards.com/showpost.php?p=5490969&postcount=1300): Dunewalker (LLMadCow) .............Banished [SnarkHunter] [+1200xp][+1200gp] 03 (http://boards1.wizards.com/showpost.php?p=5556130&postcount=1336): Rook Devange (Huan) ....................Failure [MysticMonk2005] [+400xp][+400gp] 04 (http://boards1.wizards.com/showpost.php?p=5606521&postcount=1354): Snomm Elp (Snommelp) ..............Banished [Jindl] [+1200xp][+1200gp] ECL 5 Past Expenditures (tot. 55g): - Potion: Shield of Faith +2 (50gp) - Weapon: Lance (sold for half) (5gp) MAEKKA [Deceased] Male Heavy Warhorse Large-sized Animal Hit Dice: 4d8+12 (30 hp) Initiative: +1 Speed: 80 ft. (16 squares) +30 horseshoes Armor Class: 18 (–1 size, +1 Dex, +4 natural, +4 armor), touch 10, flat-footed 17 Base Attack/Grapple: +3/+11 Attack: Hoof +6 melee (1d6+4) Full Attack: 2 hooves +6 melee (1d6+4) and bite +1 melee (1d4+2) Space/Reach: 10 ft./5 ft. Special Attacks: — Special Qualities: Low-light vision, scent Saves: Fort +7, Ref +5, Will +2 Abilities: Str 18, Dex 13, Con 17, Int 2, Wis 13, Cha 6 Skills: Listen +5, Spot +4 Feats: Endurance, Run ..
T'Var 03-09-05, 01:35 PM	http://members.cox.net/zarrgigh/test1.bmp Ok you'll all have to escuse this map, there is no desert tile option so this is a 'green desert' Legend Green -Zaqh'sol mounted Zaqh'sol had been traveling since he had the dream not knowing were he was heading except for a tug on his soul pulling him ever south, ever closer to The Talon. He had been in the middle of the burnng waistland for over a week the sand whipping around ever-changing the landscape as he moved, unaffected by the heat himself MAEKKA however had been ever more labored in its movements luck had it that they had passed by an oasis only a day ago. It was just past noon on the 12th day when the view slammed into Zaqh'sol's mind the wide barron nothingness was shattered by the sight of a slight cave opening. This was it. He had arrived
TaggIIV 03-09-05, 09:47 PM	Zaqh'sol is relieved to finally arrive at his destination, and confirms that his dream was not merely a dream. He senses Maekka's weariness beneath him, and pats the back of the horse's neck. "We're here. No more travelling for today, I was getting sick of seeing the same color all around..." He assesses the area around him more carefully, not trusting a first glance from eyes too accustom to sand. Spot, Listen I should not be too hasty. If this truly is the resting place of Nalfe'shanath's Talon, it would be foolish to expect it would grant itself without trial. (If he does not detect anything out of the normal, he will lead Maekka towards the cave opening. Otherwise, he will probably do something else...)
T'Var 03-09-05, 11:11 PM	Large Scorp Hide 15+0=15 Med Scorp Hide 12+4=16 Zaq spot 12+2=14 Taking a slow glance across the vast sand and moving dunes Zaq eyes fail to grasp the danger hiddin just beneath the shifting sand. As he guides his mount slowly towards the cave the sand shifts suddenly to the north and south of them. A Large and a Meduim sized Monsterous Scorpian fling themselfs out from under the sand and charge towards the pair of intruders their lethal claws grasping and tearing. The younger of the two missing [Claw 5+3=8 vs AC 18 miss] but the Large Scorp's claw cuts deep into the Zaq's thigh [16+10=26 vs AC 18 Hit][Dmg 2+4=6] as its claw tears deep into flesh and bone, and is able to lock the grapple [Grapple 13+11=24 vs 10+9=19 success][Dmg 2+4=6] in pulling the rider from his mount as the claw cruely begins to squeeze threatining to crush the leg in its grasp. http://members.cox.net/zarrgigh/test2.bmp Init Green Zaq 15+2=17 -Grappled- 9/21hp Brown MAEKKA Red Med Scorp 12+0=12 -Charged- Red Large Scorp 1! +0=1 -Grappled-Charged- state actions for next round
TaggIIV 03-10-05, 08:01 AM	Zaqh'sol winces under the crushing pressure, but realizes any further hesitation could potentially cost him his life. Managing to shimmy himself up despite the mean vice on his leg, he reverts to primitive instinct himself. He lurches forward at the monster, grabbing onto whatever part of the creature he can manage. Zaqh'sol grabs tighter and tighter, and what the scorpion didnt expect to feel was sharp claws attached to the ends of his fingers. It doesn't have time to think about them though, because here come the fangs too... Meanwhile, Maekka stares down at the littler creature. Then, it raises up both hooves and tries to stomp it out, finishing with a bite. (I will attack it with all natural weapons [according to rules of the game this works] at -4 penalties, +5/+3/+3. Maekka full attacks the medium scorpion. Note: Maekka shares my initiative)
T'Var 03-10-05, 10:54 AM	The warhorse seeing the deadly strugle its master was in turns its attention towards the smaller creature rearing back on its hind legs and lets its full weight fall crushing the creature beneath them [Hoof 16+6=22 vs AC 12 Hit][Hoof 12+6=18 vs AC 12 Hit][Bite 12+1=13 vs AC 12 Hit][(4+4)+(6+4)+(2+2)=22dmg] stomping the very life from the Scorpian Zaq letting his Draconic side take hold howls out in beastial rage. [Claw 12+5=17 vs AC 14 Hit][Claw 10+3=13 vs AC 14 Miss][Bite 15+3=18 vs AC 14 Hit][(3+8)+(4+4)=19dmg] tearing and biting ripping chuncks of bone and flesh from his attacker The remaining Scorpian still having its prey within its grasp continues to crush its meal in its large pincher [Grapple 15+11=26 vs 12+9=21 success][4+4=8dmg] Init Green Zaq -Grappled- 1/21hp Brown MAEKKA Red Med Scorp -Dieing- 22dmg Red Large Scorp -Grappled 19dmg state actions for next round
TaggIIV 03-10-05, 04:48 PM	Zaqh'sol starts to feel his breaths become short, labored, and painful, and nearly cries out as the pincers come close to snapping him. However, this only motivates him further as he continues to tear savagely at the monster. Maekka, after easily stomping out the other predator, turns his attention to rescue his master. (Both will full attack, Maekka 5' stepping if necessary (and if possible, attacking with each hoof separately? [+6/+1/+1]).. lets hope I dont end up dying as a result of being stingy withholding my breath attack)
T'Var 03-10-05, 05:29 PM	The Scorpions pincher locked firmly around the half-dragons thigh, bones have already been snapped like twigs and threatening to separate the leg completely. Maekka whinnies happily having destroyed the smaller foe in its opening attacks now turns towards its master, his cries weakening under the constant pressure from the vice like grab Rearing back again Maekka thrusts its hoofs viciously towards the attacker [Hoof 10+6=16 vs AC 16 Hit][Hoof 12+6=18 vs AC 16 Hit][Bite 12+1=13 vs AC 16 Miss][(2+4)+(1+4)=11dmg] The creature screamed high shrill pitch which would have made many run in terror after the assault by the warhorse yet it continued to hold fast intent on slaying his meal however first it had to survive Zaq's own assault [Claw 16+5=21 vs AC 16 Hit][Claw 6+3=9 vs AC 16 miss][Bite 20! 15+3=18 vs AC 16 Crit!][(4+8)+(1+4+8)=25dmg] The claw sliding between the armored plates the creature called skin puncturing deep just before Zaq twisted the pincher back and sunk his own teeth in to its joint, after a sharp CRRRAACCKKKKK the limb which had threatened to sever his thigh had itself been severed and the creature tosses its self about for a moment before is falls limp the sand still blowing swiftly with the wind begins to cover any evidence of the creature. (time to kiss your warhorse!)
TaggIIV 03-10-05, 06:04 PM	Zaqh'sol collapses backward, taking a moment to breathe, just breathe. He turns his head and gags on the scorpion's gore, until most of it is gone... Not bothering to wait anymore with pain he doesnt have to, the halfdragon grabs for the pair of potions on his belt and drains them both, welcoming the instant relief they bring. drink both potions of CLW Feeling a bit stronger and now able to stand, he pulls himself up and hugs his horsey. He slowly remounts, and then stares back at the cave opening. Vile vermin defiling sacred ground... let's hope nothing worse has been brooding in there. Either way I need to be more careful, I can't guarantee I will be so lucky against another vicious attack like that. He pulls out his lance and over sized shield, and rides slowly into the mouth of the cave.
T'Var 03-10-05, 07:01 PM	Drinking the pair of cures [(5+1)+(4+1)=11 healed] Zaq's bones began to mend thought eh damage was still quite severe. Passing thru the threshold of the cave the sensation of eyes following you returns, the hairs on the back of your neck rise and fall and there are moments he would have swore the shadows reached out for him though Maekka seems unaffected by the sensation The ground slowly slopes down the earth, though the stone looks worked in some parts, others though shaped seem completely natural. From deep within the cave, past the darkness a voice breaks the void. It is ancient and filled with power and hate that seems to emanate from every corner every speck of darkness "WHO DARES TO ENTER THIS PLACE"
TaggIIV 03-10-05, 07:59 PM	Zaqh pauses at the sound of the voice. He looks around him uneasily, and tightens the grip on the back of his shield. "It is Zaqh, son of Sol." He hesitates for a moment, almost not daring to inquire back. "What is there?"
T'Var 03-10-05, 08:36 PM	“Abandon all hope ye who enter here. Turn back or risk your very soul.” Tiny scorpions, millipedes and all forms of vermin begin crawling in and out of holes in the walls but only out of the corner of your vision, each time you move to focus your vision, they seem to vanish back within the walls. There sounds crawling scratching echo as if the very walls were filled with such creatures.
TaggIIV 03-11-05, 04:55 PM	Zaqh'sol starts to fidget uneasily, but would not be turned away by what he can't even see. He starts to trot forward, ignoring the warning. "Show yourself, or risk the remnants of your dignity!" He chances to threaten, though his voice is slightly less than confident.
T'Var 03-12-05, 11:29 AM	Ignoring the voice and the slow shiver crawling up your spine, you continue further. Down the long passage eventually you come to a door, or what use to be one at least, the wood had almost completely rotted away and hung quietly on rusted hinges. In fact rust or the powder of such covered the room the hallways is 30 feet wide but the archway is only 5 so you'll have to dismount and have the horse squeeze in by leading it or leave Maekka behind. There seem to be several more archways past this room every 40 feet down the hallway shrinks and another archway stands. Actions?
TaggIIV 03-12-05, 08:01 PM	Zaqh'sol dismounts, and sizes up the hallway. He packs his lance back onto the side of Maekka, and takes out yet another (sharp) tool from his arsenal. He advances slowly through with the horse, keeping his eyes open and shield close. (small ranseur + tower shield in hand. I'll take the horse with me)
T'Var 03-14-05, 12:44 PM	As you pass thru the first archway Maekka doesn’t so much like squeezing thru the cramped passage but doesn’t protest faithful to its Master. The rust leaving deep orange stains along its sides. Once in the first room and able to get a bit better look around the stone working is much more pronounced and so to the ever apparent rust. Stepping thru the area leaves thick visible footprints and you suddenly realize you are not the first to enter this place. A set of footprints seemingly leads thru this room and down the hallway The entire time the voice that has haunted you continues to whisper. Even though you can barely make out any of the words their meaning of despair is penetrating
TaggIIV 03-14-05, 10:05 PM	Zaqh'sol shifts uneasily under the weight of unseen eyes. He halts for a moment and looks around, but ultimately his attention back to moving forward. He takes some comfort in having Maekka with him, as he walks down the pathway of footprints. How strange.. what kind of person could be down here. Heheh, if this is what has been threatening me perhaps it is not so fearsome after all? Alas, I should be careful. I didnt think the 20 foot trek on the final leg of the journey here would be dangerous either.
T'Var 03-16-05, 10:46 AM	http://members.cox.net/zarrgigh/hall1.0.bmp Green is your current location mounted Moving thru the next archway without problem each time having to lead His mount thru he followed the tracks in the dust. They pass thru the next to the last Archway into a wide room with rotted wooden tables and crates the dust still very thick on the ground. Zaq is able to hear voices though the doors in at the end of the hall but not clear enough to know what was said. One voice was reconizable as Zaq's tormentor while in this place, the other seemed familior as well but he couldnt place where
TaggIIV 03-16-05, 05:20 PM	Zaqh'sol halts in place as he hears the voices. He does not think they noticed him, and does not want them to yet. He fingers through a pouch at his side, withdrawing a tiny stone. He squeezes and concentrates on it for a moment, and feels a great deal healthier and ready to fight on if needed. Use stone of ML2 Vigor He looks down at Maekka, and bids him silently with his knee to get closer. He puts his shield away, focusing both of his powerful arms on the single polearm in his hands. He tries to listen in on the conversation to learn more about these people, but keeps muscles tense to retaliate instantly against any sign of hostility. Have horse move silently and approach the door, reserving a readied attack against hostile action against him. Lance in hands now.
T'Var 03-16-05, 06:46 PM	Trying to move as quietly as possable up to the archway but then Zaq realizes he is forced to dismount again to lead Maekka squeezing thru the last archway. [Spot 14+2=16] and as he does it is only until after Maekka has already began to push its way thru the cramped stone work when the realization that this arch isnt covered in rust. That instant however the archway its self seemed to turn into a huge Maw as a slick sheen covered the archway and Maekka and started to close around the War horse http://members.cox.net/zarrgigh/hall1.1.bmp Init 16 Maekka 30/30hp -Grappled-[red] 12 ??? ???/???hp -Grappled-[red] 10 Zaq 12/21hp +10hp vigor[Green] actions
TaggIIV 03-16-05, 07:20 PM	Zaqh'sol nearly jumps at the strange formation of the archway over his horse. Recovering quickly, he pushes his lance into whatever the heck is attacking his steed. What in the nine hells is this? Meanwhile, the warhorse is just that and twists viciously within the grasps of the... erm.. archway. [5' step and attack with lance, Maekka will attack it hoof/hoof/bite]
T'Var 03-16-05, 07:41 PM	The terrified warhorse suddenly caught fast tries to attack but its frantic actions are for not as it flails about [Hoof 4+6-4=6 miss][Hoof 8+6-4=10 miss][Bite 12+1-4=9 miss] The wall expands for a moment before squeezing sharply again the walls literally closing in on Maekka [??? Grapple 14+13=27 vs Maekka Grapple 15+11=26 success] [2d8+8=20dmg] Hearing his friend and ally whinny out in agony Zaq howls and plunges his lance into the moving wall and to his shock it cried out in pain as the tipped lance slides deep into the creature. [Lance 15+10=25 Hit] [8+12=20dmg] the shock was so great that his grip on the devastating weapon loosened [Reflex 12+2=14] and the same silver sheen coats the protruding end holding it fast Init 16 Maekka 10/30hp -Grappled-[red] 12 ??? ???-20/???hp -Grappled-[red] 10 Zaq 12/21hp +10hp vigor[Green] actions
TaggIIV 03-16-05, 07:51 PM	Zaqh'sol stares worriedly at the thrashing body of his companion. He takes little notice of the stuck weapon, he simply draws another instrument from his arsenal. As far as he is concerned, only motivation to hit harder next time... He raises his halberd high, and brings it down with a grunt, putting in as much force as he can. Draw halberd, 5' step forward, (Reckless Offense) (Power Attack x1) attack it
T'Var 03-16-05, 08:25 PM	Either the shock had worn off or the damage had sharpened Maekka’s mind back into combat it was engaged in [Hoof 14+6-4=16 Hit][Hoof 12+6-4=14 miss][Bite 16+1-4=13 miss] [6+4=10dmg] but it was able connect against the creature that had it locked into its vise grip The creature though pushed its fabricated walls tighter still [??? Grapple 15+13=28 vs Maekka Grapple 17+11=28 tie goes to higher mod success] [2d8+8=15dmg] until there were several soft cracks and a sudden SNAP like a stone being thrown onto a pile of dry twigs and Maekka’s eyes slowly closed with a trail of blood flowing from its nose The sight of Maekka horrible end sent Zaq into a rage that would have stunned most barbarians. Throwing the handle of the lance ignoring that it was held, and drew his halberd bringing it above his head with a fevered yell drive this weapon also into the wall [12+10=22 Hit] [1d10+14=19dmg] [Reflex 16+2=18 safe]and learning well from his lance Zaq keeps a tight grip on this weapon and pulls it back from the wound before it gets caught. Init 16 Maekka -5/30hp -Dieing-Grappled-[red] 12 ??? ???-49/???hp -Grappled-[red] 10 Zaq 12/21hp +10hp vigor[Green] Round 3 starts with a ripple shaking thru the creature and the sheen that was covering it flakes off, followed by the horse’s body along with the lance fall to the floor with a dull thud. Afterwards a pair of animorphic arms grow from the wall and rush towards Zaq who left himself quite open after the last attack [Slam 10+9=19 vs AC 16 Hit][Slam 8+9=17 vs AC 16 Hit] [2d8+8=13dmg] current 16 Maekka -6/30hp -Dieing-[red] 12 ??? ???-49/???hp [red] 10 Zaq 9/21hp [Green]
TaggIIV 03-16-05, 08:41 PM	Zaqh'sol takes the pain in stride, not pausing his assault but chastising himself for letting his emotion cost him in battle. He regains composure, and drops his weapon. Yes, you read that line correctly. He stares intently at the beast, and bares his fangs. "I don't know which of the nine hells spawned you... But here is where you will be sent back!" With that line, he lunges forward, slashing with primal rage with tooth and nail. Drop halberd, full attack claw/claw/bite
T'Var 03-16-05, 08:58 PM	Claws and Fangs bared Zaq leaps at his foe [Claw 1!+9=10 miss][Claw 5+7=12 miss][Bite 7+7=14 miss] but the sight of his dieing companion was to distracting and not a single attack land. 16 Maekka -7/30hp -Dieing-[red] 12 ??? ???-49/???hp [red] 10 Zaq 9/21hp [Green] Round 4 begins and the silver sheen reappears coating its frame and the creature thrusts back at the half-dragon [Slam 1! Miss][Slam 6+9=15 miss] but its attacks are thrown off by the savageness of Zaq's attack Current 16 Maekka -7/30hp -Dieing-[red] 12 ??? ???-49/???hp [red] 10 Zaq 9/21hp [Green] questlord throws those dice into the trash and gets a new set
TaggIIV 03-16-05, 09:08 PM	Zaqh'sol blinks at the sudden wave of clumsiness coming over the battle scene. He shakes his head, and continues his assault.
T'Var 03-17-05, 07:09 AM	Zaq continues the barrage against the Mimic [Claw 12+9=21 Hit][Claw 10+7=17 Hit][Bite 7+7=14 miss] [2d4+12=15dmg] Both claws shreading into the thick mass and its scream of pain turns into a thick gurgle instead falling to its death. The slightest smile of satisfaction comes over Zaq's face until he noticed his claws were firmly attached to the Mimic's flesh and was pulled to the ground. 16 Maekka -8/30hp -Dieing- 12 Mimic -12/52hp 10 Zaq 9/21hp
TaggIIV 03-17-05, 08:11 AM	Zaqh'sol silently curses at the strange turn of events. At least it is no longer a threat, he is thankful. But soon Maekka will be dead also... He pulls on his claws as hard as he can to escape the sticky coat, and then rushes to the horse's side and tries desparately to staunch the bloodflow. make the Str check to escape... then untrained Heal check to stabilize Maekka assuming I can get out before he dies
T'Var 03-17-05, 09:37 AM	trying with all his might to pull free from the dead mimic only feet away from Maekka hearing its breath become shallow and far to slow [Str check 12+8=20] able to free himself round 5 ends Maekka -9/30hp -Dieing- In a desprate attempt to stop the flow of blood Zaq searchs for a wound quickly realizing they are all internal. and without ever having proper training in the healing arts he trys to apply pressure to Maekkas nearly protruding ribs [Heal 11+2=13 vs DC 15] but it isnt enough and Maekka slow difficult breathing stops all together its suffering ended round 6 ends Maekka -10/30hp -Dead-
TaggIIV 03-17-05, 04:41 PM	Zqh'sol slowly pulls his hands from the terrible wound, and stands up. He picks up his weapons, and stares at the fallen mimic next to Maekka. In frustration, he lashes at the monster's body with the end of his halberd. He kneels back down by the horse's sead, and caresses its head. "Sleep well, departed Maekka." He detaches the grand, unmarred even with use horseshoes and stows them in his pack - to great of a treasure to leave behind even temporarily. He puts away his lance and shield on his back. Pulling the halberd with a cruel twist from the body of the monster, he approaches the doors. Whatever fool threatened me on the way in... We will see if he still has the courage to insult me on equal grounds. He pauses for a moment at the door, and listens to see if anyone is still talking, as unlikely as it may be since the skirmish would almost certainly have alerted them. Is there still any noise coming from the other side?
T'Var 03-17-05, 05:08 PM	The voices are gone, but there is a low hum
TaggIIV 03-17-05, 08:55 PM	A little confused and a little curious at the humming noise, Zaqh'sol grips his weapon and cautiously edges open the door.
T'Var 03-18-05, 08:50 AM	http://members.cox.net/zarrgigh/hall1.3.bmp As you inch the door open the humming becomes more apparent. In the center of the room surrounded by some form of magic and suspended in mid-air rests The Talon of Nalfe'shanath. There is a stairway moving up in the back of the room and the ceiling seems to have crumbled in many parts of the west wall. Standing in the room is was a single figure. His body covered by robes
TaggIIV 03-18-05, 07:01 PM	Some of Zaqh'sol's hatred melts away as he views the wonderful item. He does not fixate on it long, as he turns his attention to the robed man standing there. "Excuse me?"
T'Var 03-18-05, 07:05 PM	without turning or looking up the robed figure speaks. It is the voice of his earleir tomentor but now seems sad instead of hateful "How much is an item worth....How much has it already cost you....how much more will it continue to...."
TaggIIV 03-18-05, 07:12 PM	Zaqh'sol takes a few steps towards the man. "It has cost me enough. I am ready to claim it."
T'Var 03-18-05, 07:17 PM	"The Talon choses its own Master. Why would it chose you over another?" The man doesnt move but the longer you hear his voice it becomes more and more familior until it snaps into place, like a stone striking you between the eyes. It is the voice of your father
TaggIIV 03-18-05, 07:24 PM	Hearing the revelation, Zaqh feels himself rooted to the ground and stunned. The grip on his weapon falls to one hand, and slowly he brings himself to reply. "S..Sol?" All of the contempt he had felt after the skirmish in the hallway seemed to have faded away. Momentarily, at least, for as the pure shock wears off in its place flows frustration. "Father, why do you taunt me?"
T'Var 03-18-05, 07:49 PM	"Think back, long past. I left you, alone in the wilds But always I watched from a far. Hoped at what you might become, and I have seen...You fight for sport, for the cheers of the crowd," there is a deep sadness to his voice. "You fight for bags of gold and for the right to brag all the while you live in a place where there is no danger of death. I do not taunt you...I question you..."
TaggIIV 03-18-05, 09:39 PM	"I am not a ranger. I am a half breed, a half dragon at that. I can't live in the wilderness, and am considered monstrosity among most civilizations. Gladius is the only place where I can fit in. If I can make a few coin while I'm there, so be it." "What did you want me to do that was so different than my chosen path?"
T'Var 03-18-05, 09:48 PM	"I wanted nothing from you Zaqh'sol but for you to be happy. If you find happyness in the arena, then that is where you belong." His voice slowed "But the question is still as vast as the night sky...Why would the Talon of Nalfe'shanath chose you..Why one Son over another?"
TaggIIV 03-19-05, 09:49 AM	Zaqh'sol pauses. "What do you mean one 'son'? I have a brother?"
TaggIIV 03-22-05, 09:47 PM	"Father, what do you mean to tell me?"
T'Var 03-28-05, 12:06 AM	Ack! Im sorry for the delay to this RL just has a way of sneaking up and kicking you while your down at times Hopefully we can still get this in before wed. if not i take full blame for lateness He Stood there for several seconds thinking, or perhaps he had already desided and used the time to build the ever growing question I have lived thousands of years...Your mother was not the first, nor the last I have loved during those years. The Talon chooses its own wielder... and with a few whispers the magical field surrounding the blade vanished. It chooses its own path... the weapon clatters to the floor. and just as it seemed your father was about to make a final statment from the broken ceiling tiles something jumps down and lands directly above the Talon of Nalfe'shanath. He is clad in no armor. no weapons are in his grasp save his own clawed hands his eyes glare into yours and with a small grin "And it has choosen Me"
TaggIIV 03-28-05, 08:41 AM	Zaqh'sol scowls at his father. "What do you mean by this?" He turns back to the apparent much larger threat and digs around in his pouch for another stone to grant his fatigued bones the will to fight on. "The fool counts his spoils before he has earned them. You are yet to escape with the Talon in hand, and if your intentions are set you will have to go through hell to do so." Zaqh'sol spreads his legs out in a defensive stance in the doorway, and holds his halberd steady. draw and use stone of ML 4 vigor
T'Var 03-28-05, 09:32 AM	Come now Brother...I dont want to kill you...I dont mind killing, just dont want to. tattoos begin to crawl around upon his skin one vanishing in responce to your powerstone use
TaggIIV 03-28-05, 10:24 AM	Zaqh'sol watches the swirling patterns on his brother's body uneasily. He takes a step backwards out of the door, and releases hold on his halberd to one hand. His other hand disappears into the pouch at his waist, and his expression is replaced with a smug smile. "You are going to kill me? That is what you think? Do your worst, brother. We will see who emerges victorious." Draw expansion stone and ready to activate it against him initiating a grapple
T'Var 03-28-05, 10:46 AM	Hardly seems that I need to...you back away from me with fear already draws a potion and drinks it calm in his actions actions for round 3? note if/when combat breaks out then i roll init, until then this back and forth posting will do
TaggIIV 03-29-05, 05:34 PM	Zaqh'sol returns his hand out of his pouch and brings it to his halberd. "Are you quite through? If you are ready to leave, be on your way. If you insist on your intentions, quit delaying and we shall finish this." Ready attack against him becoming hostile and approaching
T'Var 03-29-05, 05:48 PM	shaking his head he draws another potion just before placing it to his lips "Thats why you lose...so brash in a fight and not taking advantage of the time givin to you" drinks the potion and vanishs. State actions for round 4.
TaggIIV 03-29-05, 07:30 PM	Zaqh'sol sighs, and puts his hand back in the pouch, protruding a pocketsized stone again. "A man's life can be restored through some means in this world... but a man's honor cannot. Are you sure you wish to make that sacrifice with this childish tactic?" He squeezes on the stone for a moment and a translucent layer of protection appears around Zaqh's frame. draw and use stone of force screen
T'Var 03-29-05, 07:44 PM	a moment then two passes and there is not a sound nor even a glimmer of where this new foe had vanished to actions for round 5 a link to the rolls will be placed when the battle is finished
TaggIIV 03-29-05, 08:18 PM	Zaqh'sol concentrates for a moment, and continues to wait for his adversary. manifest biofeedback
T'Var 03-29-05, 09:05 PM	Furry of blows connecting the first from the cloak of invisable the second just hitting also since the spell vanished, though the bite and claw missed very wide (6+9) + (6+9)=30 -4 DR =26dmg Zaq 3/21hp your action for round 6?
TaggIIV 03-29-05, 09:14 PM	Zaqh'sol winces under the pain, and feels his breath grow more and more labored as his brother's fists pound at him. He would probably think of some snappy dialog to say, but its all he can do to keep breathing normally let alone waste precious air on words. He lifts up his axe, bares his fangs, and keeps his head down.... full attack halberd/bite
T'Var 03-29-05, 09:29 PM	spinning around with a quick upwards jumping thrust the halberd cleaves thru bone, flesh, and everything else in the area cutting his brother in half with a single swipe Zaq 3/21hp Half-Dragon -11/10hp rolls found here (http://invisiblecastle.com/find.py?u=Half_Dragon_Monk&limit=on) His father walks over picking up the Talon slowly looking at the weapon slowly then up to Zaq without saying a word
TaggIIV 03-29-05, 09:41 PM	Zaqh'sol freezes for a few moments, letting his breath catch up with him. He drops his weapon to the ground, and ignoring the gore turns to his father in the side of the room. He watches him pick up the Talon, and accepts it. He balances it in his hands, getting a feel for the weapon and replies quietly. "Why did you do this? Why must this have happened?"
T'Var 03-29-05, 09:55 PM	resting his hand slowly on his sons cheek. Your soul is clear son, you killed noone here today. the Talon is not a weapon for the soft hearted nor the weak willed. It demands much from its wielder and it choose you. suddenly the image of your father flickers then fades away into nothing. with the same glance the walls vanish and you appear in the middle of the sand from which you entered this place. ready for the long trip home