2 Jun 13

LW GM: ***LOG START***
LW GM: The afterimages of the plumes of green flame are still burned into your retinas when the voice changes from it's otherworldly blasphemous chanting to disturbingly unaccented Sommerlund. "So. Do you intend to stand there staring all day? My time is eternal, but my patience is not. I am eager to destroy the blasphemies you carry. Bring them to me *now!*" , the voice rising to a shouted demand at the end. Though it still is coming from nowhere, it seems to be indicating the spiral staircase.
Levin: "Heh. Let's oblige him before he gets nasty."
Avan: "Agreed."
Rhavi: "Why would we oblige him? If he wants them he can come get them."
Avan: "Because otherwise he'll send more of his minions?"
Avan: "Delivery is our mission."
Dust: "Indeed. He has an army, and we are but few. Numbers may prevail where raw power does not."
Levin: "He didn't specify /how/ he wants us to bring them to him."
Levin: "Or in what manner they ought to be presented."
Rhavi: "Up to him..in a place of his choosing…that makes little tactical sense if we were on the open sea. Perhaps things are different here.."
Rhavi heads for the stairs at a run.
Avan follows.
GrimBeard follows his payche…..errrr, Boss.
Levin moves as well, arrow nocked for easy loosing.
Dust mutters 'who said anything about /sense/' as he moves down the stairs.
Rhavi charges onward
LW GM: At the bottom of the staircase is a large storage cellar. A mystic circle takes up the center of the floor. The air is heavy with a coppery tang. The weapons seem to thrum in your hands, like the string of a lute just strummed and you look to one far corner of the room, who's shadows resist the light of Rhavi's torch.
[OOC] Dust: Is the circle made of blood?
Rhavi 's lips stretch into a grin and he leaps at the shadow shape
[OOC] LW GM: For all appearances.
Levin looses his arrow just as Rhavi leaps.
LW GM: As Rhavi, or more accurately Rhavi's torch, approaches the shadowed corner, the shadow fall away, revealing… you're not sure what.
LW GM: It is a thing that shouldn't even exist in nightmares. A dozen giant spiders fused together like softened wax figures. Legs run into thoraxes. Eyes sit next to spinnerets. All studded with fangs like chitinous jewellery. It must weigh as much as a two large draft horses. The thing clacks it's many sets of mandibles at you. "My" , it says in that disconcerting baritone, "you all have such lovely eyes. Let me take a closer look at them. Bring them closer to me. Please."
Rhavi: "Of course!"
Dust: "No."
Rhavi cuts at the creature
Levin: "You can have my weapon over my dead body."
[OOC] Rhavi: SO what CS am I going for here?
Levin: "Can have plenty of arrows, though. Point-first. Mid-flight."
LW GM: As the creature is revealed, the thrum of your weapons reaches a crescendo, filling you with a vigor that is not your own. ((Cap of five damage taken from the Spider Council in a single round.))
[OOC] LW GM: Additionally, you get a +3CS per round the fight carries on
Avan jumps up into the shadows, and is soon gone from mortal sight. Demonic too, he hopes.
[OOC] LW GM: Spider Council CS 48. Mind Blast (+2CS if you don't have MindShield, Creature of Darkness
[OOC] Levin: Don't forget you've got 9 temporary Endurance to consume before eating into your regular Endurance.
[OOC] Rhavi: +3 starting now or next round?
[OOC] LW GM: Next round.
Rhavi rolled up 18 48: 18 (18), 48 (48) (no damage in round 1, I am dead next turn)
Avan 's handbolt, though, is quite visible as it soars, glowing white-hot, into the spider.
Rhavi rolled up Ratio: -11 RNT: 3 Player: -8 Enemy: 0 (no damage this round)
Rhavi rolled up Ratio: -11 RNT: 4 Player: -7 Enemy: -1 (here comes the pain)
Avan rolled up Ratio: -11 RNT: 9 Player: 0 Enemy: -6 (Need I declare that Bite of Fire?)
[OOC] Rhavi: I scratched it!
Levin rolled up Ratio: -11 RNT: 3 Player: -8 Enemy: 0 (Firing from range, hooray.)
[OOC] LW GM: Just so you know Avan, Bite of Fire does not come out of your Nature Ward. It takes real EP.
GrimBeard rolled up Ratio: -11 RNT: 6 Player: -5 Enemy: -3
Dust looses an arrow from his bow before closing to melee.
Dust rolled up Ratio: -11 RNT: 2 Player: -8 Enemy: 0 ((no return))
GrimBeard rolled up Ratio: -11 RNT: 9 Player: 0 Enemy: -6
GrimBeard takes aim with Bessie and fires another round.
[OOC] LW GM: Roll again with a 27 CS, GB
GrimBeard rolled up Ratio: -11 RNT: 7 Player: -4 Enemy: -4
Levin rolled up Ratio: -11 RNT: 5 Player: -6 Enemy: -2 (Another arrow for love & peace!)
Avan only had the one handbolt, and strikes from the sidelines! Though he suspects he will but distract the beast…
Avan rolled up Ratio: -11 RNT: 2 Player: -8 Enemy: 0
Dust rolled up Ratio: -11 RNT: 7 Player: -4 Enemy: -4 ((Shield, mindblast, Ishir weapon, 1st flank))
Levin rolled up Ratio: -11 RNT: 1 Player: K Enemy: 0 (Green Purge + Hunter + 2nd round + 2nd flank)
Levin winces as he's thrown across the room by the spiderdemon thing, but gets back up to fight some more. "Ow."
GrimBeard rolled up Ratio: -11 RNT: 2 Player: -8 Enemy: 0
LW GM: As the battle progresses, the Council has maneuvered itself so that it stands within, and even eclipses, the mystic circle, positioning it so that you can not stay out of it's reach(es) and still remain in the room. ((Can counter every attack now and do damage.))
GrimBeard takes aim and fires with his trusty gun Bessie once again.
Avan continues to harass - he can feel power building, but not yet enough…
Avan rolled up Ratio: -11 RNT: 2 Player: -8 Enemy: 0
LW GM: GrimBeard takes aim and fire, but the skittering behemoth is too quick and lashes out at GrimBeard. GrimBeard feels Bessie adjust herself of her own accord, blunting the force of the impact.
LW GM: As Avan dodges to the side of the thing's attack, his shal-fa brushes the leg attempting to kill him and he feels the leg recoil. He looks at his hand and can see the faint residue of the oil from the handbolt on it.
Rhavi rolled up Ratio: -11 RNT: 3 Player: -8 Enemy: 0
[OOC] Rhavi: hmph
Levin 's blade attempts to bite into the spider demon again…
Levin rolled up Ratio: -11 RNT: 3 Player: -8 Enemy: 0
Dust rolled up Ratio: -11 RNT: 3 Player: -8 Enemy: 0 ((More accustomed to the new… mode of his blade, Dust cuts towards an errant leg of the angsty spider.))
Rhavi rolled up Ratio: -11 RNT: 5 Player: -6 Enemy: -2
LW GM: **Round 4**
GrimBeard takes aim and squeezes a round off.
GrimBeard rolled up Ratio: -11 RNT: 5 Player: -6 Enemy: -2
Avan rolled up Ratio: -11 RNT: 5 Player: -6 Enemy: -2
Avan keeps up the pressure!
[OOC] GrimBeard: Quick memory issue, I can reroll right, due to accuracy?
[OOC] LW GM: Absolutely
[OOC] Rhavi: That should be higher Grim. Did you add the +6 gang up bonus?
Levin rolled up Ratio: -11 RNT: 6 Player: -5 Enemy: -3 (*snik*)
[OOC] GrimBeard: Doing it…I am not in melee Rhavi
GrimBeard rolled up Ratio: -11 RNT: 8 Player: -3 Enemy: -5
[OOC] GrimBeard: Sorry all, had an aside with the GM. I are teh idiot. Rerolling using proper number.
GrimBeard rolled up Ratio: -11 RNT: 7 Player: -4 Enemy: -4
Dust rolled up Ratio: -11 RNT: 6 Player: -5 Enemy: -3 ((Another swing…))
Rhavi rolled up Ratio: -11 RNT: 4 Player: -7 Enemy: -1 (hack)
Rhavi rolled up Ratio: -11 RNT: 1 Player: K Enemy: 0 (slash)
LW GM: **Round 5 ((+12CS))**
GrimBeard rolled up Ratio: -11 RNT: 3 Player: -8 Enemy: 0
[OOC] GrimBeard: Rerolling due to accuracy
GrimBeard rolled up Ratio: -11 RNT: 9 Player: 0 Enemy: -6
[OOC] Dust: That was a good time to reroll.
[OOC] Rhavi: Only 5 per turn cap
[OOC] Rhavi: I'll reroll the next few bad ones
[OOC] LW GM: Wait… the five per turn cap is how much damage **you** can take. Now how much you can dish out.
[OOC] Rhavi: hm. Gotta re-rad that
[OOC] Levin: 5 ED loss cap per round applies to /us/ and *only* us. /He/ still takes full damage.
[OOC] Dust: Such as it is.
Avan rolled up Ratio: -11 RNT: 6 Player: -5 Enemy: -3 (More flailing!)
Dust rolled up Ratio: -11 RNT: 2 Player: -8 Enemy: 0 ((Starting to take its measure, though it has been a bumpy road…))
Levin rolled up Ratio: -11 RNT: 7 Player: -4 Enemy: -4 (more sword-swinging'.)
Rhavi rolled up Ratio: -11 RNT: 8 Player: -3 Enemy: -5 (batter on deck)
Rhavi rolled up Ratio: -11 RNT: 0 Player: K Enemy: 0 (and a swing!)
[OOC] Rhavi: rerolling
Rhavi rolled up Ratio: -11 RNT: 0 Player: K Enemy: 0
[OOC] LW GM: …
[OOC] Rhavi: Nice Chessa…Nice
[OOC] LW GM: Well played chatbot. Well played.
[OOC] Dust: You are dead… no, just -5 END.
LW GM: **Round 6 ((+15CS))**
GrimBeard rolled up Ratio: -11 RNT: 2 Player: -8 Enemy: 0
[OOC] Rhavi: last round for me until I pop the Laumspur
[OOC] GrimBeard: Christ, re-rolling
GrimBeard rolled up Ratio: -11 RNT: 1 Player: K Enemy: 0
[OOC] GrimBeard: Thanks, Chessa
Avan rolled up Ratio: -11 RNT: 0 Player: K Enemy: 0 (Flail and dash and hide and distract!)
[OOC] LW GM: … okay. Rerolls are bad for you.
Dust rolled up Ratio: -8 RNT: 1 Player: -7 Enemy: 0 ((Getting closer…))
[OOC] Dust: …but not a lot.
Levin rolled up Ratio: -11 RNT: 5 Player: -6 Enemy: -2 (cutting-edge humour goes here, folks.)
Avan gulps down his Laumspur potion.
Rhavi rolled up Ratio: -8 RNT: 5 Player: -5 Enemy: -4
Rhavi rolled up Ratio: -10 RNT: 1 Player: -8 Enemy: 0
Rhavi falls back and quickly imbibes his Laumspur
[OOC] Rhavi: pirates luck reroll
Rhavi rolled up Ratio: -10 RNT: 4 Player: -6 Enemy: -2
LW GM: **Round 7 ((+18CS))**
Levin downs his Laumspur as well..
LW GM: The horrid thing seems to be in equally horrid shape. It is bleeding from many places and much of it's chitin is riddled with cracks. You think there might be a tremor when it steps forward.
[OOC] Rhavi: So Grim…
[OOC] LW GM: Who chose the perfect time to AFK…
[OOC] Rhavi: Yep
[OOC] Dust: I'm about to brb, okay if I toss my action now?
[OOC] Avan: I say go for it
Dust rolled up Ratio: -3 RNT: 7 Player: -1 Enemy: -8 ((Narrows his gaze… this is as hard as he expected, and the pain is no less than anticipated.))
[OOC] Dust: YAY! I staved off a potion for one more round…
[OOC] GrimBeard: Sorry, back
[OOC] LW GM: You're up.
GrimBeard takes aim, trying to hit a spot between the cracks if possible.
GrimBeard rolled up Ratio: -8 RNT: 7 Player: -3 Enemy: -6
Avan rolled up Ratio: -11 RNT: 9 Player: 0 Enemy: -6 (Now the power is starting to build…but only starting…)
Levin rolled up Ratio: -9 RNT: 9 Player: 0 Enemy: -7 (blammo!)
Rhavi rolled up Ratio: -5 RNT: 3 Player: -5 Enemy: -3
Rhavi rolled up Ratio: -7 RNT: 4 Player: -5 Enemy: -3
[OOC] Rhavi: pirates luck
Rhavi rolled up Ratio: -7 RNT: 4 Player: -5 Enemy: -3
Rhavi croaks
[OOC] Dust: One down, four to go, demon.
[OOC] Dust: But mark my words I'll… owowowstop you meanine!
LW GM: There is a loud crack from above. You look up in time to see the ceiling *shift* and then start a slow decent downward, gaining speed. You have barely enough time to get back to the base of the stairs before it slides downward, trapping the demon in the cellar.
[OOC] Rhavi: And the mostly dead guy?
Levin: "I suppose that's one way to squish the spider."
Levin and someone else-probably Dust or Avan-pulled Rhavi's limp body out of the way just barely in time.
[OOC] LW GM: I'm being generous and assuming GrimBeard grabbed his paycheck on the way back.
Dust pauses to pour a potion of Laumspur down Rhavi's throat once clear of the ruins. Hopefully he doesn't choke.
Rhavi coughs and sputters, but manages to swallow it down
[OOC] GrimBeard: You assume…wisely
Levin applies his healing arts once we're in a position for that to not be potentially lethal.
Dust collapses against a wall, breathing heavily.
Avan investigates the rubble as best he can, to make sure the demon is dead.
Dust nods towards Levin. "Those… wards… a good… idea…"
LW GM: ***LOG END***

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