PrP: Harpy Arpee
===> Tenebrae : Iadoth <===> 9/12/2016, 9:17:43 AM <===
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- At a glance around Plot Room: Three -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
Dubtle 13s 4'7" 100 Lb Mountain Dwarf Neutral
A pale-skinned Mountain Dwarf with a long, long beard
Iadoth 0s 4'9" 111 Lb Wild Elf Female
Lithe sil with green eyes and plaited brown hair.
Jokul 3s 6'2" 240 Lb Human Male
A muscled, young Aesir warrior with a huge SWORD
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<OOC> Dubtle says, "Also, warning, Dubrle is a level 2 witch who is not super useful yet. xD"
GAME: Dubtle refreshes spells.
<OOC> Iadoth says, "Jokul, you're L6 right?" <OOC> Jokul is also on phone so, yeah. <OOC> Jokul says, "And yes." <OOC> Iadoth says, "Right."
Recently, the tenant farmers at a nearby farmstead have been reporting sheep going missing from a certain field at the top of a cliff which overlooks marshland. Whilst there's much to do in the city at the moment, some guildsmen have gone to find out what's going on... "Oof, ow! I think I have a pebble in my boot!" Dubtle as stopped for a moment to deal with that, having been alongside Jokul for now.
Sometimes, Jokul wonders if he accepts too many jobs. Still, usually those wonders are put aside in the hopes of finding a good fight. Besides, gold is gold.
He is, however, wondering about that now too, while he's waiting at the side of the path leading to the cliff to wait for Dubtle to... well, take care of his problems. "Then take your boot off and get it out," the Aesir warrior grumbles, while he uses his oversized sword as a leaning post. "We will want to be up there before nightfall."
You sure do want to be up there before nightfall, 'cause it's pretty grizzly round here. I mean, forget about the smell from the marshes. Forget about the decomposing remains of the animals around. But the /sheep/---ye gods! they don't half pong, some.
100 ft. or so ahead, the dangerous side of the cliff hangs ominously.
"Oh good," says DUbtle. "A cliff."
He's not looking happy about this. "You're right, though," he does nod to Jokul.
"Uh... I kind of hate climbing..."
<OOC> Jokul says, "I have INTERNET" <OOC> Iadoth says, "YAY!" <OOC> Jokul says, "Can I get the last two poses again so that I can actually see them on this screen by chance? <.<" <OOC> Iadoth yarrr.
"Sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do," claims Jokul without any apparent worry on his part -- but now he's setting his sword onto his back, for once, to the straps left htere as a backup measure. He doesn't usually keep his sword on himself like that, since it's actually kind of inconvenient with it's particular size, but sometimes you need both your hands free. Like now.
"I can always tie you to my back if need be." With the blade. And all the other weapons strapped on the warrior. That might not sound very tempting.
The raven upon Dubtle's shoulder (it's been there the entire time) takes off and does a quick fly around the area before returning toh him.
Dubtle gives Jokul a glare before saying, sadly, "I.. I guesss..."
Aside from the apparently chatty pair, it's very quiet up here on the hillside, as the sun begins its steady descent below the horizon. It would be quite the peaceful scene, watching the sunset. Maybe romantic too. Someone is even singing a beautiful, haunting melody, over in the swamps...
Yeah, that sure is a beautiful song. You feel like you really ought to go and check it out...
<OOC> Iadoth says, "WILL saves, please!"
GAME: Jokul rolls will: (12)+3: 15
<OOC> Iadoth says, "Bad luck." <OOC> Jokul ruh roh <OOC> Iadoth says, "Dubtle?"
GAME: Dubtle rolls Will: (3)+5: 8
<OOC> Dubtle says, "Oh no!" <OOC> Iadoth says, "Oh no! Your one good save!" <OOC> Dubtle says, "Yeah. XD"
GAME: Iadoth rolls 1d10: (1): 1
<OOC> Iadoth says, "That's quite lucky."
The witch and the warrior are entirely enchanted by the beautiful singing, and begin to meander slowly towards the cliff edge, their impending doom readily apparent...
<OOC> Iadoth says, "This is something which takes quite a while, but not too long." <OOC> Iadoth says, "Anyway you get a second save at the lip of the cliff."
GAME: Dubtle rolls Will: (12)+5: 17 GAME: Jokul rolls will: (6)+3: 9
<OOC> Jokul meep <OOC> Iadoth says, "Marvellous."
GAME: Iadoth rolls 1d6: (5): 5
<OOC> Iadoth says, "Bwaha."
<OOC> Iadoth says, "Dubtle, you managed to save, so you are at the lip of the cliff. Jokul, you're prone at the base of the cliff (15 ft.
high) with 5 damage."
"WHOA WHAT," says Dubtle as he gets to the lip of the cliff. "JOKUL, LOOK OUT," he yells. But it's too late.
<OOC> Iadoth says, "I think we can probably move to initiative here."
=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- ATTENTION -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Iadoth has dropped a TIMESTOP! Please +init, then cease all roleplay and actions immediately and wait for Iadoth to instruct you further. For in-combat commands, type: +thelp. -=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=- GAME: You roll initiative for Ha: Roll: 1 + Bonus: 2 = Total: 3 GAME: Dubtle rolls initiative: 4 + 2 = 6 GAME: Jokul rolls initiative: 18 + 3 = 21
<OOC> Jokul ow ow ow <OOC> Iadoth says, "But at least you're awake."
At the bottom of a cliff, Dubtle can see a monstrous humanoid. Save for the tattered wings and taloned feet, this creature resembles a feral woman with a wild look about her. She's sitting on an island, 80 ft. away, in the middle of the swamp, which starts a step from the rocky pile upon which Jokul landed. She is catawauling and screeching like some kind of demented cat. What happened to that wonderful singing?
Jokul can see much the same, except that the feral woman is replaced with an absolutely /stunning/ Aesir. She's just a beauty. And that song! Just... wow.
GAME: Iadoth advances the initiative order.
Round One - Init 21.
It is now Jokul's turn! Dubtle is next!
GAME: Note Flat-footed on Jokul ended.
<OOC> Jokul says, "I am probably not in a very good situation here, am I."
<OOC> Dubtle laughs.
<OOC> Iadoth says, "Jokul, you're still captivated, so you're actually going to spend your move action standing and your standard action
moving towards the ... thing. You'll be 15 ft. closer, in the shallow bog, so ... 65 ft. distant."
<OOC> Iadoth says, "If you want to pose that, I'd be much obligated."
<OOC> Jokul says, "Oh gooooood."
<OOC> Iadoth :D
"Huh?" Jokul doesn't really even have the sense of mind to look back to Dubtle upon the warning before his foot sets onto thin air. And the Aesir falls. And tumbles along the side of the cliff, bouncing along with every violent smack along the thing before he eventually falls flat on his face at the very bottom.
Somehow, his sword has remained in his hand even after all this. Funny, that.
"*pthuu*." THe warrior spits some dirt out of his mouth once he lifts his head up to look to the way of the bog -- and he stares for a moment there, in silence, before he starts making his way back up to his feet with a quiet groan. At least no bones are broken, by some miracle. Or maybe his bones have just hardened after previous breakages to the point that they can actually take a fall like that easy enough.
"...Hey!" HE calls to the woman - such as she is - and slowly makes way towards her. The bog. "What are you doing all the way here?"
<OOC> Iadoth laughs.
GAME: Iadoth advances the initiative order.
Round One - Init 6.
It is now Dubtle's turn! Ha is next!
GAME: Note Flat-footed on Dubtle ended.
<OOC> Iadoth says, "Go for it, Dubtle. Ranged 80 ft. across, 15 ft. up from the thing." <OOC> Dubtle says, "I'm trying to snap Jokul out of it." <OOC> Dubtle says, "Can I shake him? :)" <OOC> Iadoth says, "Well, you're at the top of the cliff, he's at the bottom..." <OOC> Iadoth says, "Speech is a free action, though?" <OOC> Jokul says, "You could jump? <.<" <OOC> Jokul says, "No? Bad idea? Okay..." <OOC> Iadoth says, "Jump! Jump! Jump!" <OOC> Iadoth says, "Jumping turns the first 1d6 of falling damage into non-lethal, negated on a DC15 Acrobatics check." <OOC> Iadoth says, "If you jump /beyond/ the rocky bits, i.e. into the swamp, that would negate even the non-lethal." <OOC> Iadoth says, "You have a lot of hp for an L2 witch, Dubtle." <OOC> Dubtle says, "Oh right" <OOC> Dubtle says, "Derp"
GAME: Dubtle rolls acrobatics: (19)+2: 21
<OOC> Dubtle says, "HAA"
<OOC> Dubtle says, "And yes, I do."
<OOC> Dubtle is dorf.
<OOC> Iadoth says, "Dorfffff."
<OOC> Iadoth says, "Are you jumping into the bog or onto the rocks?"
<OOC> Dubtle says, "We'll say rocks. The bog seems softer, but I bet that puts me close to whatever it is."
<OOC> Dubtle says, "I don't want to be close to whatever it is."
<OOC> Iadoth wonders what it could be o_O
<OOC> Jokul says, "She probably just wants to drink and party with us."
<OOC> Jokul <.<
<OOC> Iadoth says, "We can call that a move action. What else do you want to do? Jokul is 15 ft. away from you now, but the bog costs
double movement."
<OOC> Dubtle says, "I'll use the rest of my action to plant myself in front of Jokul! If I may."
<OOC> Iadoth says, "Your ground speed is 20 ft., right? If it is, you can't get that far... but you could get to him and try to drag from
behind?"
<OOC> Iadoth says, "Or grapple. That is probably better."
<OOC> Dubtle returns.
<OOC> Iadoth strokes.
<OOC> Dubtle says, "Well, I used my move to get down there, right?"
<OOC> Dubtle says, "So I can't move and attack again, which is why I am just getting in front of him atm."
<OOC> Dubtle says, "SO"
<OOC> Dubtle says, "Yeah"
<OOC> Dubtle says, "Just mov closer to him Iguess"
<OOC> Iadoth says, "Okay, but you can only move 10 ft. through the bog."
<OOC> Jokul says, "Really not the time for that, Ia."
<OOC> Jokul says, "Er. I mean. >.>"
<OOC> Iadoth says, "You're directly behind him."
<OOC> Iadoth says, "Pose it up!"
"Augh, augh, augh," says Dubtle as he hops down and manages to miraculously land unhurt. Then he's rushing (slogging) towards Jokul.
"JOKUL! HEY! WAIT!"
GAME: Iadoth advances the initiative order.
Round One - Init 3.
It is now Hakon's turn! Jokul is next!
<OOC> Iadoth shrugs. Weird. <OOC> Iadoth says, "Who's Hakon?!" <OOC> Jokul says, "...o.o"
The woman on the island---either beautiful or repugnant---continues to sing or wail, encouraging the brave swordsman to continue his approach...
GAME: NEW ROUND!
Iadoth advances the initiative order.
Round Two - Init 21.
It is now Jokul's turn! Dubtle is next!
<OOC> Iadoth says, "Jokul?" <OOC> Iadoth says, "In theory, you have to just continue walking straight towards the har---uh, Aesir woman. 30 ft." <OOC> Jokul says, "Stomp on towards the harpy, yeah." <OOC> Iadoth mewls. There'll be 35 ft. left between you, so unless you're stopped, you'll arrive there next round. <OOC> Jokul says, "oh noooooo" <OOC> Iadoth yarrr. <OOC> Iadoth moves on.
GAME: Iadoth advances the initiative order.
Round Two - Init 6.
It is now Dubtle's turn! Ha is next!
<OOC> Iadoth says, "Dubtle!" <OOC> Iadoth says, "DUBTless you'll have some ingenious plan!" <OOC> Jokul says, "...." <OOC> Iadoth really, /really/ needed to do that. <OOC> Jokul says, "I should sit on you for that." <OOC> Dubtle says, ">.. :D :D :D :D" <OOC> Iadoth says, "Dubtle, to get ahead of Jokul, you need to move ... 35 ft." <OOC> Iadoth says, "Remembering that bog movement costs double, 'course." <OOC> Dubtle says, "Which means I can only move 20. Instead, I pick up a rock and bean him in the back of the head." <OOC> Iadoth says, "That's a decent plan." <OOC> Iadoth says, "Go for it!" <OOC> Jokul is not sure if he approves of this.
PONK.
A rock just bounced of Jokul's helmet.
"SNAP OUT OF IT YOUR BLOODY IDIOT! HEY, RAVEN DUMBASS, GO PECK HIS HEAD!"
The raven just sort of looks at Dubtle. Caws once.
"STOP THAT. I KNOW YOU CAN UNDERSTAND ME!"
<OOC> Iadoth will give Jokul an extra save for comedy!
GAME: Jokul rolls will: (19)+3: 22
<OOC> Jokul says, "Oh hey" <OOC> Iadoth says, "Oh! That'll do."
OH MY GOD.
That's not a beautiful woman. That's not even... really a woman? What the hell is that? WHAT'S THAT AWFUL NOISE?!
Jokul, what were you thinking? You jumped off a cliff for ... that. Gross.
<OOC> Jokul says, "Is she at least a redhead?" <OOC> Jokul says, ">.>"
GAME: Iadoth rolls 1d2: (2): 2
<OOC> Iadoth says, "Yeah." <OOC> Jokul says, "SO IT'S NOT A COMPLETE LOSS" <OOC> Jokul says, "Er. I mean. What?" <OOC> Iadoth says, "o_-"
GAME: Iadoth advances the initiative order.
Round Two - Init 3.
It is now Hakon's turn! Jokul is next!
The thing on the island notes the rock pinging off Jokul's helmet and stops screeching. She uses the horrid wings to take off, and /swoops/ down towards Jokul, swiping at him with a morningstar!
------------------------------------------------------------------------------ | Name | Race | Class |E Lev| CHP | HP | AC |CMD |For |Ref |Wil | ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ |Dubtle |MOUNTAIN_D|Wtc | 2 | 18 | 18 | 12 | 14 | 3 | 2 | 5 | |Jokul |HUMAN |Ftr | 6 | 63 | 68 | 23 | 24 | 8 | 5 | 3 | ------------------------------------------------------------------------------
GAME: Iadoth rolls 1d20+8: (8)+8: 16
The morningstar resounds off Jokul's heavy armour, and, screeching again, the vulture-woman thing flies off towards the rocks by the cliffs, flying low above Dubtle's head.
<OOC> Iadoth says, "It's now back at the cliffs, 10 ft. behind Dubtle."
GAME: NEW ROUND!
Iadoth advances the initiative order.
Round Three - Init 21.
It is now Jokul's turn! Dubtle is next!
<OOC> Jokul says, "How high up? >.>"
GAME: Iadoth rolls 1d3: (1): 1
<OOC> Iadoth says, "10 ft. above the ground."
<OOC> Jokul says, "Bollocks."
<OOC> Iadoth says, "Wai?"
<OOC> Jokul says, "I can't reach that high can I <.<"
<OOC> Dubtle says, "Jokul."
<OOC> Dubtle says, "Why don't you delay."
<OOC> Dubtle :)
<OOC> Dubtle says, "Or ready an action."
<OOC> Jokul says, "That's what I was thinking."
<OOC> Iadoth says, "You can reach that high."
<OOC> Jokul says, "Which is exactly what I am going to do. <.< I'll-- oh."
<OOC> Jokul says, "In that case can I actually get to her in one turn or am I SOL"
<OOC> Iadoth says, "It's more of a concern that it has fly-by-attack, so yeah, you can't attack this round."
<OOC> Jokul says, "In that case I will go by original plan. Set up in front of Dubtle (between him and the thing that is) and ready up to
smack her if she's silly enough to come close enough to me."
<OOC> Dubtle says, "Iadoth: this is my action."
GAME: Dubtle casts 'Enlarge Jokul'.
<OOC> Iadoth laughs.
GAME: Dubtle casts Enlarge Person. Caster Level: 2 DC: 14
<OOC> Dubtle says, "It'll come into affect on my next action."
"...welp, this is a good thing! I'm going to cast this teensy spell. Don't get too far away from me now, friend," he tells Jokul. Dubtle seems happy. MAGIC.
<OOC> Iadoth says, "Jokul, you can only move 15 ft. in a single move action, 'cause of bogs. So you can't cross the 30 ft. to Dubtle /and/
ready an action." <OOC> Jokul says, "Bollocks!" <OOC> Jokul says, "Then I move the 15ft and use a free actiont o tell Dubtle to get over by me <.<" <OOC> Jokul says, "And to the ready, ofc." <OOC> Iadoth nodnods. That'll work when you're large.
Jokul's head tips over slightly when the rock rebounds off the back of it, with a rapid blinking while his hand reaches up to rub the impact site. Focus returns to the warrior's green eyes, and-- they squint at the hag of a woman there.
WHat was he thinking, indeed?
With a grunt of disgust, the warrior brings his sword to bear in front of him, held up against the swinging morningstar before the hag is flying off again. And the disgust in hhis expression is quickly replaced by *frustration*, instead. "OY! Wigglyfingers!" He calls to the way of the dwarf when he turns around and goes trudging through the bog. "Collapse on me! You don't want it to start picking you off instead!"
GAME: Iadoth advances the initiative order.
Round Three - Init 6.
It is now Dubtle's turn! Ha is next!
GAME: Iadoth advances the initiative order.
Round Three - Init 3.
It is now Hakon's turn! Jokul is next!
The flying thing has executed a smart 180° turn, and commences her flight back towards the pair, now next to one another. She takes a punt on hitting the little witch with her morningstar...
GAME: Iadoth rolls 1d20+8: (1)+8: 9
<OOC> Iadoth guesses Jokul is also going to attempt an AoO and that delayed action. <OOC> Jokul says, "Yeeesssh."
GAME: Jokul used a SWORD.
<OOC> Jokul <.<
GAME: Jokul rolls melee+1+1+1: (2)+10+1+1+1: 15
<OOC> Iadoth says, "AoO first..." <OOC> Jokul says, "2?!" <OOC> Iadoth says, "Yeah, that doesn't quite hit." <OOC> Jokul says, "I think Whirl left his dice with me." <OOC> Iadoth rolled a blunder too, so... <OOC> Iadoth says, "You can roll your standard attack too, if you like."
GAME: Jokul's initiative total changed to 4.
<OOC> Jokul says, "Mmmkay."
GAME: Jokul rolls melee+1+1+1-2: (2)+10+1+1+1+-2: 13
<OOC> Jokul says, "WHAT"
<OOC> Iadoth says, "Why is that at -2? And also... bwahahahaha."
<OOC> Jokul says, "Oh, right, I forgot to mention I was using Furious Focus and Power Attack. Furious Focus negates the penalty only on the
*first* attack I make in a round, so. <.<"
<OOC> Iadoth says, "Ohhhh."
<OOC> Iadoth lulz.
The large Aesiri warrior takes two swipes at the vulture-y thing, but both miss. It's no big deal --- she misses with her pathetic swipe too, almost dropping the morningstar as she flies off back to her island.
<OOC> Iadoth says, "The thing is now 60' from you, Dubtle, and 50' from you, Jokul." <OOC> Jokul says, "Sooo, Dubtle's turn? >.>"
GAME: NEW ROUND!
Iadoth advances the initiative order.
Round Four - Init 6.
It is now Dubtle's turn! Jokul is next!
<OOC> Iadoth thinks so. Is a little confused. <OOC> Iadoth will go with that, seems logical. <OOC> Dubtle says, "Yes. xD" <OOC> Iadoth thinks some spells might be in order! <OOC> Dubtle says, "Uh. I cast..." <OOC> Dubtle says, "I have Ray of Enfeeblement ready!" <OOC> Dubtle says, "I cast it."
GAME: Dubtle casts Ray of Enfeeblement. Caster Level: 2 DC: 14
<OOC> Iadoth says, "What's the range?" <OOC> Dubtle says, "30 feet I think" <OOC> Iadoth says, "Well, it's 60 feet from you... but maybe that means you take a -2 penalty on it?" <OOC> Dubtle says, "Not with a spell I think. Consider it a readied action." <OOC> Iadoth says, "Gotcha."
GAME: Iadoth advances the initiative order.
Round Four - Init 4.
It is now Jokul's turn! Ha is next!
<OOC> Iadoth says, "Jokul?"
<OOC> Jokul says, "Am I HUEG now? >.>"
<OOC> Iadoth says, "Uhh. Yeah?"
<OOC> Jokul says, "Heeheehee"
<OOC> Jokul says, "...Well I still can't get close enough to actually attack it even with improved reach so I will impose myself between Dubtle
and the harpy again and ready an action to attack the thing."
<OOC> Iadoth says, "Gotcha!"
GAME: Iadoth advances the initiative order.
Round Four - Init 3.
It is now Hakon's turn! Dubtle is next!
And so Dublte waits! Waits to cast a spell! Also, yes, Jokul is now HUGEJOKUL.
<OOC> Dubtle says, "He's a funny guy." <OOC> Dubtle says, "A huge jokul."
Again the harpy whirls back for an attack, going for Jokul this time. Bigger target! But first... a ray!
<OOC> Iadoth says, "Make your ranged touch attack, Dubtle!" <OOC> Iadoth says, "Funny guy, Dubtle. Funny guy."
GAME: Dubtle rolls 1d20+3: (1)+3: 4
<OOC> Dubtle says, "...newp." <OOC> Iadoth says, "Dohhhh."
The ray /zzzzips/ past the woman's head as she bears down on Jokul, who takes a couple of swipes as she does so.
...and Dubtle looks really disappointed by that miss.
"..well.. I'm tapped," he says, readying his staff.
<OOC> Iadoth says, "No more spells? Maybe a hex or two?" <OOC> Iadoth says, "Also, Jokul, wanna have a couple of gos?" <OOC> Jokul says, "AoO and the readied standard, I assume?" <OOC> Iadoth says, "Yaaarr." <OOC> Jokul says, "With furious focus and power attack, naturally."
GAME: Jokul used a SWORD.
<OOC> Jokul <.<
GAME: Jokul rolls melee+1+1+1: (1)+10+1+1+1: 14
<OOC> Jokul says, "WHAT" <OOC> Iadoth says, "Pretty unfair."
GAME: Jokul rolls melee+1+1+1-2: (10)+10+1+1+1+-2: 21
<OOC> Iadoth says, "That'll do!"
GAME: Jokul rolls 3d6+17: (11)+17: 28
<OOC> Iadoth says, "Did you increase your weapon damage due to incredible bulk?" <OOC> Jokul says, "That I did." <OOC> Jokul says, "2d6+16 -> 3d6+17 <.<" <OOC> Iadoth shudders.
GAME: Iadoth rolls 1d20+12: (14)+12: 26 GAME: Iadoth rolls 1d20+8: (5)+8: 13
The flying woman manages to maintain control after the incredible blow from Jokul; reeling, she takes a swipe with the morningstar, misses, and flies off again towards the cliffs.
GAME: NEW ROUND!
Iadoth advances the initiative order.
Round Five - Init 6.
It is now Dubtle's turn! Jokul is next!
<OOC> Iadoth says, "Dubtle. Got anything you wanna do?" <OOC> Dubtle says, "Ready an action." <OOC> Dubtle says, "ANd hope I can hit." <OOC> Iadoth says, "She's actually pretty low in AC."
GAME: Iadoth advances the initiative order.
Round Five - Init 4.
It is now Jokul's turn! Ha is next!
<OOC> Iadoth says, "Jokul, any plans?" <OOC> Jokul says, "How far off is she_" <OOC> Jokul says, "?" <OOC> Iadoth says, "Back at the cliffs, sort of 50' away." <OOC> Jokul says, "Then I shuffle over to Dubtle and ready up again." <OOC> Iadoth says, "Okay!"
THe first vertical swing from the magically-enlarged sword goes wide past the side of the flying hag.
But, Jokul's eyes squint in focus immediately in that moment. With the enlarging spell, he has a much better vantage point to calculate the woman's trajectory, and adjust his own movement.
And in the next instant, the massive sword is swinging right back up again to SMASH into the woman from below. WIth how inexplicably large the SWORD is *now*, it might look like he's swatting at the woman with it, even if it does cut through along her side.
"I think I got the hang of her movement," he declares towards Dubtle, then, and his mithril-covered now-giant feet stomp him closer towards the dwarf. "Stay close. She might get the smart idea to try to go at us one at a time if we're seperate."
The flying thing screeches at the deep wound in her side, but whirls back from the cliff, bearing down this time on the smaller of the two targets, anticipating the attacks as she does so...
<OOC> Iadoth says, "Right. Each of you has a readied standard /and/ an AoO in this instance." <OOC> Jokul says, "Hon hon hon" <OOC> Dubtle says, "Aw yeah." <OOC> Dubtle says, "Watch this."
GAME: Dubtle rolls 1d20+2: (11)+2: 13 GAME: Dubtle rolls 1d20+2: (15)+2: 17
<OOC> Iadoth says, "That second one hits!"
GAME: Dubtle rolls 1d6+1: (5)+1: 6
<OOC> Iadoth says, "Hurray!" <OOC> Iadoth says, "Jokul?" <OOC> Jokul says, "Oooon it"
GAME: Jokul rolls melee+1+1+1: (20)+10+1+1+1: 33
<OOC> Jokul says, "HON HON HON"
GAME: Jokul rolls melee+1+1+1: (14)+10+1+1+1: 27 GAME: Jokul rolls melee+1+1+1-2: (14)+10+1+1+1+-2: 25
<OOC> Dubtle says, "Well..." <OOC> Dubtle says, "I think it's gonna die xD" <OOC> Iadoth thinks so too.
GAME: Jokul rolls 6d6+34: (26)+34: 60
<OOC> Iadoth thinks you should roll it. WHAT.
GAME: Jokul rolls 3d6+17: (12)+17: 29
Whap!
As it flies near, Dubtle raises his staff and lashes out at it. *bonk*
<OOC> Iadoth looks up the massive damage rules for kicks. <OOC> Iadoth says, "Jeebus." <OOC> Iadoth says, "Jokul, it is completely, irrecoverably, completely deaded." <OOC> Iadoth says, "Feel free to pose that howsoever you like." <OOC> Jokul says, "Oh uh. Just to confirm, just in *case*... she *is* dead? >.>" <OOC> Iadoth says, "Minus 85 hp." <OOC> Jokul says, "...Yeah that's super dead." <OOC> Iadoth says, "You've basically cut her in half."
While the hag is in a flying trajectory towards the pair, the Enlarged Jokul lowers his stance ever-so-slightly and crosses his arms -- bringing his right hand to his left shoulder to hold the massive sword horizontally behind him past his head, and his left arm curved around the right to help hold it in place.
And he watches the woman's approach with a glint in his eye.
"Sorry, lass," he growls, with a hint of a smirk beginning in the twitch along his lips. "Redheads might be my type, but--"
The harpy comes along close enough for even Dubtle to smack her, and Jokul's eyes snap wider open when his whole body triggers into motion. His back arches to bend him over forward, his feet and torso twist to wind up a turn.
"..But I'm just not into *YOU*!"
The last word is like the final trigger that sends his body into a wild, violent spin, and his arms uncross after the first turn to bring his heavy, utterly oversized weapon into cutting through the air, carried further on by the spin of his body -- and straight through the woman with a loud, metallic sound echoing out through the swamp when the thick blade forces it's way through her body and leaves two bloodied pieces behind to fly through the air.
As if SOMEHOW that wasn't enough, the continued spin brings Jokul around one more time, but with his sword rising upwards again, and with a stomp of his foot ending the momentum of the swing, the sword falls down from high above and into the seperated upper body of the Harpy -- if the force alone doesn't outright turn the remnants of her body into a bloody mist, it at least leaves her body into a total of *six* parts after the blade carries her down to the ground where the slab of steel crashes into the boggy water and ground with a resounding *THUD* and splattering water left EVERYWHERE.
Because there's no kill like overkill, apparently.
<OOC> Jokul ...MAY have gone a little overboard with his typing.
GAME: You nominated Jokul for good roleplay.
<OOC> Iadoth says, "Worth it."
The thing certainly is dead. /Really/ dead. It'd be hard to even identify it from that alone.
When you go over to the island, you find a bunch of sheep skulls, and some other grizzly bits and pieces that are less straightforward to identify. Possibly gnomes. Within the pile of bones and entrails, though, there are some pretty baubles and trinkets. Presumably she uses these when she goes out on the lash.
GAME: Iadoth removes the timestop. Timestop by Iadoth has left. GAME: You remove the timestop.
<OOC> Iadoth says, "Just a couple of outgoing poses, then we'll call it a day." <OOC> Iadoth hopes you had fun. Fly-by Attack is totally awesome.
After the violent whirlwind of steel and death has come to it's end, Jokul steps back away and hoists the huge slab of steel that he calls a sword back up again, to rest along his armored shoulder. "I guess that's what we were looking for," the Aesir suggests, and tosses a glance down to Dubtle's way. "Thanks for the help. That thing got deep in my head."
<OOC> Dubtle laughs. I did. :)
...and now Dubtle is covered in blood.
HE stands there for a long time. A very long time.
And then?
Then he vomits on Jokul's oversized boot.
"...Oh boy," Jokul grumbles, and lets out a heavy sigh before he reaches his hand down to, of all things, pat his hand along the top of the dwarf's head. "You'll get used to it."
<OOC> Iadoth laughs. <OOC> Iadoth says, "Thanks guys! I'll post the log and submit now, so y'all can expect your XPs and gold sometime soon." <OOC> Dubtle says, "Yay!" <OOC> Jokul says, "Golllllllllllld!"
===> Log ended by user <===> 9/12/2016, 1:07:23 PM <===