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[Gveoniz]

Can other people go before me? If it's very very close to death I can try to finish it, or maybe you guys will, but at the moment I'm considering doing something more defensive.

[Or you could try some more healing from Veonis.]

Minor: Majestic word on Merik
Standard: Misdirect Mark on the drake

Rolled 1d20+4 : 13 + 4, total 17

Rolled 1d8+4 : 6 + 4, total 10

[I will let Jorbles choose where Merik slides (at most one square)]

[Jorbles]

(I'll take the healing!)

I think I need to shift away.

[Shift to G14.]

[Kuildeous]

Hroksull girds himself and launches at the rage drake, both arms driving the deadly axes forward.

Minor: Stone's Endurance
Move: Shift to E15.
Standard: Twin Strike.

Battleaxe 1d20+6 : 16 + 6, total 22
Damage 1d10+1 : 10 + 1, total 11

Hand axe 1d20+6 : 2 + 6, total 8
Damage 1d6+1 : 1 + 1, total 2

Quarry 1d6 : 6, total 6

[Kuildeous]

Well, if it wasn't dead before I took my turn, I really hope it's dead now!

[WinterSpartan]

[It looks to me like it's taken 36 more damage? 9+10+17? For a total of 76? Nope, not dead yet... but Merik still has his turn...]

[Jorbles]

[Well if I drop you guys can revive me.]

After ducking back to recover himself. Merik catches his breath, covered in his own blood, he grits his teeth and rushes back in hoping to kill the beast.

Move: Shift to H15.
Standard action: Booming Blade.

Rolled 1d20+7 : 16 + 7, total 23

Damage:

Rolled 1d8+4 : 4 + 4, total 8

[Jorbles]

[That's 84 damage total? Is it dead?]

[Grujah]

Gotta be.
71-80 hit points

[WinterSpartan]

With that final blow, the drake dies, and for a moment the only sounds are the warriors' exhausted panting (and Merik bleeding onto the floor). Then the old woman speaks up. "Well, finally! Good for you, you killed them! Now will SOMEBODY get me out of here before more things come?"

[As always when out of combat, feel free to spend any number of surges and heal; the first surge is at +4 thanks to Veonis.]

[Grujah]

[hmm, maybe the woman is a shapeshifter or something, but I'll take the chance]

"Calm down, we'll get you out shortly. Where are the others?"

@Party
"Can somebody help me decipher these runes and take this prison down?" [Other Arcanists? I'd like a "aiding hand" or whatever you call that thing when you check to give somebody else +2 or so]

[Jorbles]

I've got pretty decent Arcane knowledge, iirc.

Spend a couple surges to raise my health by 18 (I think that's max?).

Arcana roll:

Rolled 1d20+9 : 17 + 9, total 26

[Kuildeous]

I'll spend 1 Surge to put me at 28 HP. I'll be a little shy of max, so I'll be more skittish and evasive in combat than usual.

[WinterSpartan]

[Jorbles: Were you attempting to deactivate the portal yourself, or just aiding Grujah?]

"I don't know about most of the others. Like I said, they were afraid of me using magic or some such nonsense, so they put me here. They tried a couple times to get me to join them." She shudders. "The last time, though... they brought the captain's body in here. Kartenix. He was dead, but it wasn't just that... the body looked awful. All shriveled and empty, like he had the soul sucked out of him. One of the gnomes said he would do the same to me. I think I managed to scare them a little, but as soon as they left I started shaking and couldn't stop. You can't let them! I..." - the crone's face is pale, and she's trembling again - "I'm not afraid of dying, so much, but only the gods should have power after death. Please! Don't let them do that to me. Get me out of here!"

[Gveoniz]

Veonis tells himself to be careful with strangers, knowing gnomes' cunning nature. [I think he knows?]

Insight (Is she really in fear or is she just lying?)

Rolled 1d20+10 : 13 + 10, total 23

[WinterSpartan]

Veonis has seen real fear before.

This woman is clearly terrified.

[Grujah]

I think Jorbles was aiding me?
If so, Arcana to disable it.

Rolled 1d20+6 : 2 + 6, total 8

"Don't worry, we will protect you. So, you can use magic?"

[Kuildeous]

Hroksull stands stoically before the two corpses, muttering, "I thank you Kord for the challenge you have given me. I see now why warriors fight together to defend a village. Your lesson in humility has been learned, Kord. I thank you for allowing me to fight alongside such capable warriors. It is too bad they cannot join me in the eternal hunting plain, but I relish the prospect of killing these rage drakes again." Though his prayer was in the language of the giants, it is obvious that he is highly reverent toward Kord.

After the prayer, Hroksull wanders to the strange magical prison while wiping his axes clean. He squints at the runes and decides to leave this to those who have a better grasp of magic than him. Instead, he returns to the drakes' den and cracks open the door leading to the staircase. He leans against the wall, letting his ear focus on the stillness beyond.

[Jorbles]

[I was aiding, but I appear to be much better with Arcana than Grujah.]

Merik takes [Grujah's character name that I forget right now, but will edit in momentarily.] Beleren aside and says softly, "Would you mind if I took the lead on this? My magical training is extensive, and you appear to be unfamiliar with this sort of shielding."

[Grujah]

@GM - you should add Jorbles's aid thing (+2) to my roll (dunno why it didn't get added, I did 1d20 +6 +2. Hopefully, I did not completely screw up and set a trap or something.


Bel lets out a condescending "Yeah, right" in Genasi, but let's the Arcane Swordsman take his shot.

[Jorbles]

Merik steps forward hoping this shield works similar to the combat shields he is familiar with. He sees if there's a way he can use his powers to turn it off.

Arcane roll:

Rolled 1d20+9 : 1 + 9, total 10

[Jorbles]

[Groaaaaan.]

Merik trips and falls over.

[Can we take 20 on this? Is that still a mechanic.]

[Grujah]

[I am not sure that we can, cause it might both take too much time and perhaps have some negative effects if we fail, like we did]

[WinterSpartan]

At Belenor's attempt, Zerriksa yells in annoyance, causing him to break off. "Ow! You're doing it wrong!"

Rolled 1d6 : 2, total 2

Both of them are slightly stung by the spell's backlash.

Merik, obviously, fares no better.

Rolled 1d6 : 2, total 2

"Well, I suppose if you kill me yourselves, the goblins won't be able to..."

[Taking 20 is a thing only when time and failure have no consequences. That doesn't really apply here. It might make sense for you to try again, with Belenor, Derath, and/or Veonis aiding you.]

[Jorbles]

[You guys want to roll to aid me? +9 plus a possible +6 seems like a good opportunity.]

[Grujah]

I'll id Jorbly.

Aiding

Rolled 1d20+6 : 12 + 6, total 18