The Eye of Anubis: Book Ten
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Will make a fluff post in a little bit. This is my spellcasting summary so far.
Party-wide buffs:
Recitation (+2 luck bonus to AC, attack rolls, saves)
Mass Aid (+1 morale bonus to attack rolls, +9 temporary hp)
Mass Align Weapon (Good)
Self-only spells:
Blur (20% miss chance)
Hide from Undead (undead must succeed at a Will save DC 17 to notice my presence)
Ebon Eyes (allows seeing through magical darkness)
Call Lightning (gives me decent ranged attack opportunities if I need it)
Fly
Also distributing one Cure Light Wounds wand each to Andre, Sascha, and Tomas. Please return them after you are finished!
Party-wide buffs:
Recitation (+2 luck bonus to AC, attack rolls, saves)
Mass Aid (+1 morale bonus to attack rolls, +9 temporary hp)
Mass Align Weapon (Good)
Self-only spells:
Blur (20% miss chance)
Hide from Undead (undead must succeed at a Will save DC 17 to notice my presence)
Ebon Eyes (allows seeing through magical darkness)
Call Lightning (gives me decent ranged attack opportunities if I need it)
Fly
Also distributing one Cure Light Wounds wand each to Andre, Sascha, and Tomas. Please return them after you are finished!
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Re: The Eye of Anubis: Book Ten
Muhar Town Square, Har'Akir
August 28th, 761, 6:34 AM; Day 164 of the Menetnashte Expedition
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"Come on Flea." Lieutenant Schiffer urged the black stallion forward, trying to look as un-suspicious as it was possible. Embassy guard duty notwithstanding, Lebrecht appeared to not be a man skilled in the arts of dissembling. Nevertheless, he managed to get into position and glance at the appropriate direction without exciting any unwholesome interest. "Kommandant?"
"This is Vedarrak." The Falkovnian Ambassador confirmed, ducking back into the hidden alleyway. "When given the word, make for the imposter. We need him subdued as quickly as possible."
"Yes sir. I'll be on it." Lebrecht nodded, though it seemed to have slipped his mind that at this distance, it was unlikely that his commander could see it. "Luther's squad is in position if something goes wrong."
"Good man." Vedarrak confirmed.
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The Falkovnian turned to Charles. "Schiffer's the only other officer in this force. There are some sergeants, but they'll follow him if nothing else."
"Then we get into position." Sarari said. One had the feeling that with all the getting ready to fire, the Sithican would enjoy actually putting some arrows into someone now. She gestured towards a ladder on the side of the building. "Up there."
Sarari waited for Otto to go first, then looked at Charles. A moment passed. "Be careful."
Then she was clambering up to the roof with a feline grace and a feline absence of noise.
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From the west, the sounds of the approaching mob was clearly audible. Though most of the soldiers looked nervously from side to side, up on the platform Marcos Vedarrak merely nodded approvingly at his watch.
"Hold position. We are not to be chased out by a pack of unruly savages!" The false Vedarrak commanded, his rolling voice spreading some calm amongst the soldiers.
"Right on schedule." Vedarrak said approvingly, turning back to Marchand-Renier and his two expressionless guards. "We have nervous troops, fired up natives, and I expect the goody-two-shoe brigade will be arriving within the next ninety seconds. Perfect."
"Chernoia Ohrana... Vozduhod... Vedemoct Neperestayushia." Vedarrak murmurred under his breath, reaching into his coat pocket to withdraw a little jar of gritty black ointment, which he put onto each eyelid. He blinked a few times, even as a wash of scintillating darkness flowed over his body. "I hate that spell, I really do. Well, let's get this show started."
[Spot Check DC 30 to notice Cavendish casting his buffs, then three Spellcraft Checks at DC 19, 19 and 20 respectively.
MR is tied with Hempen rope. It's got 2 HP, no hardness. It can be burst with a DC 23 Strength Check, or undon with a DC 25 Use Rope check, both as Standard Actions.

[Buff Suite: Recitation (+2 Luck to AC, Attack, Saves), Mass Aid (+1 Morale to Attack, +9 Temp HP), Mass Align Weapon (Good), Mass Conviction (+3 Morale to Saves), Mass Bear's Endurance (+4 to Con)]
PCs:
A - Andre Theroux: 64/35 Buff Suite,
L - Lia Mournswaithe: 77/46 Buff Suite, Shield, See Invisibility, Greater Mage Armor, Superior Resistance,
T - Tomas Eisenwald: 136/107 Buff Suite, Divine Favor, Eagle's Splendor
K - Kuzan: 120/89 Buff Suite, Blurr (20% Miss), Hide from Undead (DC 17), Ebon Eyes (See through Darkness), Call Lightning, Fly, Greater Resistance
S - Sascha Dzemianovitch: 132/101 Buff Suite,
C - Charles Martel: 63/63
O - Otto Schultheiss: Bite of the Werewolf
Expedition NPCs:
D - Dieter Haulfstead: Buff Suite,
C - Thomas Carter:
Mr - Sebastian Marchand-Renier:
H - Edmund Harris: Buff Suite,
Sr - Sarari:
Falkovnians:
V - Marcos Vedarrak (False): Armor of Darkness, Air Walk, True Seeing
V - Marcos Vedarrak (True): Shield, Greater Resistance, Contingent Energy Resistance (Electricity), Resist Energy (Fire), Greater Mage Armor, Greater Magic Weapon
L - Lebrecht Schiffer:
N - Niklas:
Lu - Luther:
August 28th, 761, 6:34 AM; Day 164 of the Menetnashte Expedition
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"Come on Flea." Lieutenant Schiffer urged the black stallion forward, trying to look as un-suspicious as it was possible. Embassy guard duty notwithstanding, Lebrecht appeared to not be a man skilled in the arts of dissembling. Nevertheless, he managed to get into position and glance at the appropriate direction without exciting any unwholesome interest. "Kommandant?"
"This is Vedarrak." The Falkovnian Ambassador confirmed, ducking back into the hidden alleyway. "When given the word, make for the imposter. We need him subdued as quickly as possible."
"Yes sir. I'll be on it." Lebrecht nodded, though it seemed to have slipped his mind that at this distance, it was unlikely that his commander could see it. "Luther's squad is in position if something goes wrong."
"Good man." Vedarrak confirmed.
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The Falkovnian turned to Charles. "Schiffer's the only other officer in this force. There are some sergeants, but they'll follow him if nothing else."
"Then we get into position." Sarari said. One had the feeling that with all the getting ready to fire, the Sithican would enjoy actually putting some arrows into someone now. She gestured towards a ladder on the side of the building. "Up there."
Sarari waited for Otto to go first, then looked at Charles. A moment passed. "Be careful."
Then she was clambering up to the roof with a feline grace and a feline absence of noise.
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From the west, the sounds of the approaching mob was clearly audible. Though most of the soldiers looked nervously from side to side, up on the platform Marcos Vedarrak merely nodded approvingly at his watch.
"Hold position. We are not to be chased out by a pack of unruly savages!" The false Vedarrak commanded, his rolling voice spreading some calm amongst the soldiers.
"Right on schedule." Vedarrak said approvingly, turning back to Marchand-Renier and his two expressionless guards. "We have nervous troops, fired up natives, and I expect the goody-two-shoe brigade will be arriving within the next ninety seconds. Perfect."
"Chernoia Ohrana... Vozduhod... Vedemoct Neperestayushia." Vedarrak murmurred under his breath, reaching into his coat pocket to withdraw a little jar of gritty black ointment, which he put onto each eyelid. He blinked a few times, even as a wash of scintillating darkness flowed over his body. "I hate that spell, I really do. Well, let's get this show started."
[Spot Check DC 30 to notice Cavendish casting his buffs, then three Spellcraft Checks at DC 19, 19 and 20 respectively.
MR is tied with Hempen rope. It's got 2 HP, no hardness. It can be burst with a DC 23 Strength Check, or undon with a DC 25 Use Rope check, both as Standard Actions.

[Buff Suite: Recitation (+2 Luck to AC, Attack, Saves), Mass Aid (+1 Morale to Attack, +9 Temp HP), Mass Align Weapon (Good), Mass Conviction (+3 Morale to Saves), Mass Bear's Endurance (+4 to Con)]
PCs:
A - Andre Theroux: 64/35 Buff Suite,
L - Lia Mournswaithe: 77/46 Buff Suite, Shield, See Invisibility, Greater Mage Armor, Superior Resistance,
T - Tomas Eisenwald: 136/107 Buff Suite, Divine Favor, Eagle's Splendor
K - Kuzan: 120/89 Buff Suite, Blurr (20% Miss), Hide from Undead (DC 17), Ebon Eyes (See through Darkness), Call Lightning, Fly, Greater Resistance
S - Sascha Dzemianovitch: 132/101 Buff Suite,
C - Charles Martel: 63/63
O - Otto Schultheiss: Bite of the Werewolf
Expedition NPCs:
D - Dieter Haulfstead: Buff Suite,
C - Thomas Carter:
Mr - Sebastian Marchand-Renier:
H - Edmund Harris: Buff Suite,
Sr - Sarari:
Falkovnians:
V - Marcos Vedarrak (False): Armor of Darkness, Air Walk, True Seeing
V - Marcos Vedarrak (True): Shield, Greater Resistance, Contingent Energy Resistance (Electricity), Resist Energy (Fire), Greater Mage Armor, Greater Magic Weapon
L - Lebrecht Schiffer:
N - Niklas:
Lu - Luther:
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"He clothes himself in armor of darkness, beckons the winds to let him walk upon them, and causes his eyes to pierce all veils," Kuzan murmured, "If I have the chance, I will try to shatter some of his enchantments once I've gotten the professor to safety."
Translation: Cavendish cast armor of darkness, air walk, and true seeing.
Translation: Cavendish cast armor of darkness, air walk, and true seeing.
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"In that case, please keep him well occupied, for I shall start by laying down the spell of darkness," Lia says. "Let us begin. Please move out of my way, boys, I'm in a rush."
Provided Sascha and Tomas comply, Lia beats her wings and hurtles forward, out of the alley and to the west. She feels horribly exposed, turning her back on Cavendish and that many Falkovnians, but the plan is laid and the time is ... now.
Arcane energy crackles on the air around the flying wizard even before she comes to a halt. There is a very brief rush of excitement as she feels the power building and she completes the necessary gestures -- brief, for the horrible anxiety is still all there. Nevertheless, Lia's voice holds steady as she chants: "Signum radiatum victoriae expletae tenebrae!"
Lia finishes the spell by making a gesture as if she were flinging something at the ground -- and a sphere of impenetrable blackness erupts on the western edge of the square, swallowing Lia up as well as a considerable stretch of ground.
(OOC: Flying to N2. Casting Blacklight on any old pebble at R2.)
Provided Sascha and Tomas comply, Lia beats her wings and hurtles forward, out of the alley and to the west. She feels horribly exposed, turning her back on Cavendish and that many Falkovnians, but the plan is laid and the time is ... now.
Arcane energy crackles on the air around the flying wizard even before she comes to a halt. There is a very brief rush of excitement as she feels the power building and she completes the necessary gestures -- brief, for the horrible anxiety is still all there. Nevertheless, Lia's voice holds steady as she chants: "Signum radiatum victoriae expletae tenebrae!"
Lia finishes the spell by making a gesture as if she were flinging something at the ground -- and a sphere of impenetrable blackness erupts on the western edge of the square, swallowing Lia up as well as a considerable stretch of ground.
(OOC: Flying to N2. Casting Blacklight on any old pebble at R2.)
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When Lia took off, Kuzan turned toward Dieter and gave him an unspoken "be careful." Then, he looked at Sascha and Tomas.
"Ready whenever you are," he said, "Link hands."
Readying my dimension door on command, scheduled to occur on our surprise round, prolly with Lia's blacklight and before Cavendish really has a chance to do anything. Planned targets are:
Kuzan at looks like U27 (on the corner of the platform, beside MR and one green dot)
Tomas and Sascha at whichever location they prefer of what looks like V26 and W25 (the two squares adjacent to Cavendish on the east and south)
"Ready whenever you are," he said, "Link hands."
Readying my dimension door on command, scheduled to occur on our surprise round, prolly with Lia's blacklight and before Cavendish really has a chance to do anything. Planned targets are:
Kuzan at looks like U27 (on the corner of the platform, beside MR and one green dot)
Tomas and Sascha at whichever location they prefer of what looks like V26 and W25 (the two squares adjacent to Cavendish on the east and south)
Tomas nods grimly at Kuzan, grabbing his hand and Sascha's.
"...look, I know we don't always get along." Tomas says to Kuzan, "So in case I don't make it out of this-thank you. You've always done right by this group."
(OOC: I'll cast Divine Favor and Eagle's Splendor on myself while everyone's doing the buff dance. I don't care where you drop me Kuzan as long as it is within kicking range of the forces of evil.)
"...look, I know we don't always get along." Tomas says to Kuzan, "So in case I don't make it out of this-thank you. You've always done right by this group."
(OOC: I'll cast Divine Favor and Eagle's Splendor on myself while everyone's doing the buff dance. I don't care where you drop me Kuzan as long as it is within kicking range of the forces of evil.)
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"Let us pray to whatever gods look out for us that we strike at that..thing..with all the wrath of the heavens." Andre said, stopping breifly to add one final bit of preparation. "In the dark places where we walk, may we be guarded, even if we do not know the source of the light." And with that, Andre laid his final spells before this unpleasantness got started.
OOC:Protection from Evil on Tomas and Sascha
OOC:Protection from Evil on Tomas and Sascha
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Charles hums something under his breath and reaches to touch Sarari's hand and Otto's shoulder, passing the Lamordian his two pistols as he does so. Their forms flicker as the enchantment settles on them.
"None for you, I'm afraid, old fellow...the audience has to be able to appreciate your features when you make your entrance," he says to Vedarrak. "Besides, we ought to hold something in reserve, don't you think? In case of eventualities."
And then the wall of darkness appears. "Our cue! Lieutenant, raise the hue and cry."
A brazen blare of trumpets rings out in the dawning light as Charles and Vedarrak make their grand entrance. Vedarrak gets to go first, of course, he's the star of the show. And better suited to absorbing Cavendish's outrageous slings and arrows, if it comes to that.
Blur on Otto and Sarari. Using message to tell Schiffer the news, and ghost sound for the fanfare.
"None for you, I'm afraid, old fellow...the audience has to be able to appreciate your features when you make your entrance," he says to Vedarrak. "Besides, we ought to hold something in reserve, don't you think? In case of eventualities."
And then the wall of darkness appears. "Our cue! Lieutenant, raise the hue and cry."
A brazen blare of trumpets rings out in the dawning light as Charles and Vedarrak make their grand entrance. Vedarrak gets to go first, of course, he's the star of the show. And better suited to absorbing Cavendish's outrageous slings and arrows, if it comes to that.
Blur on Otto and Sarari. Using message to tell Schiffer the news, and ghost sound for the fanfare.
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Charles's fanfare and Lia's bubble gave Kuzan the cue he needed. With Tomas and Sascha linked to him, he nodded. "Here we go," he said and spoke the single word. The trio vanished.
And reappeared on the pyre in the center of the square. "All yours," he murmured to Tomas and Sascha before grabbing the professor.
See above for my teleport coordinates.
And reappeared on the pyre in the center of the square. "All yours," he murmured to Tomas and Sascha before grabbing the professor.
See above for my teleport coordinates.
There's a flash of smoke and the smell of sea salt, as divine forces grab Tomas Eisenwald by the ankle and toss him in front of the face of his worst enemy. Wow, Tomas thinks to himself yet again, I have a worst enemy.
The rest of him is busy raging with righteous fury over Cavendish's latest manipulation and emotional attack. Taking brutal advantage of the second or so of lead in time, Tomas sends a tight little smile towards the false Cavendish as he spins Ivorsen around twice before swinging the sword, pulsing blue with stored electrical energy, and aiming a vicious over the shoulder slash for Cavendish's wicked, ichor soaked neck.
"I have only one thing to say to you, monster..." Tomas trails off, his eyes burning with the particular brand of insanity exclusive to a channeler of the divine.
(OOC: Smite Evil, Power Attack. Rolled a natural 20, and an 11 on my Crit attempt. I dunno if the latter connects or not, so I've done up the damage assuming it doesn't but will note that I rolled a 6 since you don't add modifiers before doing the crit multiplier. 6+1+2+15=24 points of damage.)
The rest of him is busy raging with righteous fury over Cavendish's latest manipulation and emotional attack. Taking brutal advantage of the second or so of lead in time, Tomas sends a tight little smile towards the false Cavendish as he spins Ivorsen around twice before swinging the sword, pulsing blue with stored electrical energy, and aiming a vicious over the shoulder slash for Cavendish's wicked, ichor soaked neck.
"I have only one thing to say to you, monster..." Tomas trails off, his eyes burning with the particular brand of insanity exclusive to a channeler of the divine.
(OOC: Smite Evil, Power Attack. Rolled a natural 20, and an 11 on my Crit attempt. I dunno if the latter connects or not, so I've done up the damage assuming it doesn't but will note that I rolled a 6 since you don't add modifiers before doing the crit multiplier. 6+1+2+15=24 points of damage.)
Sascha grasps the charred piece of wood at his neck, clsoign his eyes for moment "Ashen, bewilligen meiner Hand die Stärke smite die Schwärzung!"
The linking arms with the other two he nods in readiness, before the world drops away and reappears very suddenly face to face with a vile necromancer masquerading as Falkovnian scum. Two reasons for Sascha to enjoy this..
[OOC: Casting Bulls strength in the big buff ho-down, then full attack taking a -5 for the Power Attack (can I do a full round attack? If not only count the first one) 29/26/28 1 is a crit, and got 19 on the confirm whihc comes out as....
dam: 32/32/26 + another 26 if the crit counts total - 116 dmage (did I work that out right???)
The linking arms with the other two he nods in readiness, before the world drops away and reappears very suddenly face to face with a vile necromancer masquerading as Falkovnian scum. Two reasons for Sascha to enjoy this..
"Allow me to second that" Sascha hisses from Cavendish's other side as he swings the black sword in a flurry of blows.Docbeard wrote:"I have only one thing to say to you, monster..." Tomas trails off, his eyes burning with the particular brand of insanity exclusive to a channeler of the divine.
[OOC: Casting Bulls strength in the big buff ho-down, then full attack taking a -5 for the Power Attack (can I do a full round attack? If not only count the first one) 29/26/28 1 is a crit, and got 19 on the confirm whihc comes out as....
dam: 32/32/26 + another 26 if the crit counts total - 116 dmage (did I work that out right???)
"I had a dream, which was not all a dream.
The bright sun was extinguish'd, and the stars
Did wander darkling in the eternal space..."
The bright sun was extinguish'd, and the stars
Did wander darkling in the eternal space..."
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Re: The Eye of Anubis: Book Ten
Muhar Town Square, Har'Akir
August 28th, 761, 6:36 AM; Day 164 of the Menetnashte Expedition
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PC Actions:
Lia flies to N2, casts a Blacklight at the UpperLeft of R2.
Kuzan teleported to U27
Otto fires and misses.
Charles uses Ghost Sound to cause some fanfare.
Tomas Smites Cavendish for 48 damage (Crits)
Sascha attacks Cavendish, misses.
Andre does not act in the Surprise Round.
"6:36," The false Vedarrak said with a pleased smile, just as the first fingers of sunlight began to clear the horizon. "Right on schedule."
The Falkovnian impostor took a torch from one of the guards, lit it with a gesture, turned around, and nearly walked into Tomas.
"Goodie-two shoes, right on schedule," Marchand-Renier remarked, as Vedarrak tried to avoid being eviscerated. Sacha's twisted, black blade smashed into a smoky aura that surrounded the imposter, leaving a trail of sparks as the blow glanced off. Vedarrak smiled, beginning to cast a spell in response, just as Tomas lunged forward and brought his sword down with all the fury of the heavens.
Ivorsen hit the black armor and just kept going, cleaving through the magical shield with a crack as loud as thunder. The blade sliced across the false Vedarrak's chest, slashing him from shoulder to rib. The force of the blow knocked him back a few paces, and Vedarrak staggered haphazardly, looking stunned.
"Well, this was your plan, wasn't it? I take back what I said before, Cavendish, it was an absolutely splendid idea," Marchand-Renier laughed delightedly, a strange sound from the acerbic professor.
The false Vedarrak seemed about to respond when a blue-fletched arrow sprouted from his side. The Falkovnian looked down at it, somewhat surprised, and then slowly toppled forward, landing face first on the wooden pyre.
"It was worth it," Sebastian said, his laughter interrupted by a few dry coughs. "It was worth everything for the look on his face." Still, after a moment, the professor frowned slightly. "But it couldn't have been that easy..."
Cavendish collapses. Spot DC 28, if you make that, you can make a Spellcraft DC 21
"Happy necro-hunting." Dieter said with a grin as Kuzan and his cohorts disappeared. The Lamordian youth, meanwhile, unlimbered his rifle and carefully aimed and fired at Cavendish. He missed. "Mists."
"Easy there." Edmund took up position by Andre and held his own great two-hander sword at ready. "They're going to need some place to fall back too if everything goes wrong, so stay ready."
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Sarari, meanwhile, smiled at her handiwork, and drew another arrow.
Edmund moves over two and uses Defensive Shield. He's Fighting Defensively, and Andre gets a +2 to AC.
Dieter moves over to benefit from the +2 to AC, and fires at Cavendish. Gets a 29, misses.
Sarari had fired at Cavendish, and hit with a 34! Dealt 15 damage.
Vedarrak was dirty, covered with blood, and being forced to rely on the aid of a Dementlieuse math student, but he had the qualities of leadership. The Falkovnian soldiers, half of whom had been aiming their crossbows at the suddenly appearing warriors on the platform, paused suddenly, trying to figure out just what was going on.
"You heard him," Lieutenant Schiffer yelled cheerily. He drew a cavalryman's saber and pointed it at the platform. "Squads One through Seven, fall back to the compound. Cavalry cover the withdrawal. Walter, Dietrich, collect the Kommandant, and Squad Eight, pick up the imposter. We'll deal with him later."
Vedarrak orates to the troops, Falkovnians start to move back.
"I told you to leave me behind," Marchand-Renier said mildly, scanning the battlefield as the Falkovnians began to form up around him. "For a moment, I almost thought you had. It seems even Cavendish has more faith in the world than I do."
The professor shook his head ruefully, giving a bitter chuckle, before his eyes drifted to the guards beside him.
"Watch out!" The professor's warning cut through the air like a knife, just as the man standing to the side of Sacha and Tomas drew their swords and swung. Alerted by the call and, perhaps, suspicions of their own, the two knights managed defend themselves from some of the onslaught, though a second later the traitors' companions struck from behind. A short sword plunged into Sacha's back, twisting cruelly as the Falkovnian pulled it free; a vicious blow from one of the others skidded across Tomas' ribs. The guards dodged back from the knights' counterattack, their faces dull and utterly void of emotion.
"Stand down! Stand down, that's an order!" Lebrecht yelled. A second later he cursed. "Squad Six, fire upon the traitors! Flea, go!" The lieutenant wheeled his massive charger around, spurring the horse onward to the aid of Sacha and Tomas.
Falkovnian Lebendtod 1 Five-Foot Steps to W27, Flanks, and Full-Sneak-Attacks Tomas. Misses twice.
Falkovnian Lebendtod 2 is at U25, Flanks, and Full-Sneak-Attacks Tomas. Hits once for 32 damage.
Falkovnian Lebendtod 3 Five-Foot Steps to V24, Flanks, and Full-Sneak-Attacks Sascha. Hits once for 31-2=29 damage.
Falkovnian Lebendtod 4 is at X26, Flanks, and Full-Sneak-Attacks Sascha. Hits once for 34-2=32 damage.
Even as the field erupted into chaos below, Professor Thomas Carter raised the rifle to his shoulder and looked through the sights. The iron encircled cross passed over the heads of Cavendish and Marchand-Renier, past the waves of Falkovnian soldiers in their sand-dusted uniforms, and at length came to a rest. Carter fired.
The bullet cracked overhead, causing a spray of chips from just above Vedarrak's head. Instinctively, the Falkovnian Kommandant ducked, calling out to Lebrecht. Someone nearby shouted. "Sniper! There's a sniper!"
"Oh no." Marchand-Renier whispered as the cry of 'Sniper' passed through the Falkovnian ranks. The Richemuloise professor paled slightly. "It must be Carter. Cavendish put some kind of spell on him..."
Behind all of this, the winds swirled and kicked up clouds of sand, the cold and biting wind of a desert not yet heated up by the sun. The sand shifted and flowed in the air... not always in the same direction as the wind, but to the gates of the Falkovnian compound.
Carter tries to ventilate Vedarrak, misses.
Schrodinger moves up to the front of the Gate disguised as sand. Spot DC 35 to detect him.
Chesterton moves up to the front of the Gate disguised as sand. Spot DC 25 to detect him.
Before much more could be done, however, an entirely new and entirely unwelcome problem arrived. They came pouring from the side-streets and alleyways by the dozens, converging into the main thoroughfare west of the square. Some paused, unnerved by the massive orb of darkness, but far more forged ahead through the gap left to them. They came bearing torches and spears, sickels and fish-knives.
The Akiri mob had arrived.
MR is tied with Hempen rope. It's got 2 HP, no hardness. It can be burst with a DC 23 Strength Check, or undon with a DC 25 Use Rope check, both as Standard Actions.

Black Spell - Blacklight: an area of total darkness. The darkness is impenetrable to normal vision and darkvision, but you can see normally within the blacklit area. Creatures outside the spell’s area, even you, cannot see through it.
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[Buff Suite: Recitation (+2 Luck to AC, Attack, Saves), Mass Aid (+1 Morale to Attack, +9 Temp HP), Mass Align Weapon (Good), Mass Conviction (+3 Morale to Saves), Mass Bear's Endurance (+4 to Con)]
PCs:
A - Andre Theroux: 64/35 Buff Suite,
L - Lia Mournswaithe: 77/46 Buff Suite, Shield, See Invisibility, Greater Mage Armor, Superior Resistance,
T - Tomas Eisenwald: 104/107 Buff Suite, Divine Favor, Eagle's Splendor, Protection from Evil
K - Kuzan: 120/89 Buff Suite, Blurr (20% Miss), Hide from Undead (DC 17), Ebon Eyes (See through Darkness), Call Lightning, Fly, Greater Resistance, Protection from Evil
S - Sascha Dzemianovitch: 71/101 Buff Suite, Protection from Evil
C - Charles Martel: 63/63
O - Otto Schultheiss: Bite of the Werewolf, Blur
Expedition NPCs:
D - Dieter Haulfstead: Buff Suite,
C - Thomas Carter:
Mr - Sebastian Marchand-Renier:
H - Edmund Harris: Buff Suite,
Sr - Sarari, Blur:
Falkovnians:
V - Marcos Vedarrak: Shield, Greater Resistance, Contingent Energy Resistance (Electricity), Resist Energy (Fire), Greater Mage Armor, Greater Magic Weapon
L - Lebrecht Schiffer:
N - Niklas:
Lu - Luther:
Cavendish and Company
Portrait - Cavendish: 63 HP LostArmor of Darkness, Air Walk, True Seeing
Big C - Chesterton:
Big S - Schrodinger
August 28th, 761, 6:36 AM; Day 164 of the Menetnashte Expedition
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PC Actions:
Lia flies to N2, casts a Blacklight at the UpperLeft of R2.
Kuzan teleported to U27
Otto fires and misses.
Charles uses Ghost Sound to cause some fanfare.
Tomas Smites Cavendish for 48 damage (Crits)
Sascha attacks Cavendish, misses.
Andre does not act in the Surprise Round.
"6:36," The false Vedarrak said with a pleased smile, just as the first fingers of sunlight began to clear the horizon. "Right on schedule."
The Falkovnian impostor took a torch from one of the guards, lit it with a gesture, turned around, and nearly walked into Tomas.
"Goodie-two shoes, right on schedule," Marchand-Renier remarked, as Vedarrak tried to avoid being eviscerated. Sacha's twisted, black blade smashed into a smoky aura that surrounded the imposter, leaving a trail of sparks as the blow glanced off. Vedarrak smiled, beginning to cast a spell in response, just as Tomas lunged forward and brought his sword down with all the fury of the heavens.
Ivorsen hit the black armor and just kept going, cleaving through the magical shield with a crack as loud as thunder. The blade sliced across the false Vedarrak's chest, slashing him from shoulder to rib. The force of the blow knocked him back a few paces, and Vedarrak staggered haphazardly, looking stunned.
"Well, this was your plan, wasn't it? I take back what I said before, Cavendish, it was an absolutely splendid idea," Marchand-Renier laughed delightedly, a strange sound from the acerbic professor.
The false Vedarrak seemed about to respond when a blue-fletched arrow sprouted from his side. The Falkovnian looked down at it, somewhat surprised, and then slowly toppled forward, landing face first on the wooden pyre.
"It was worth it," Sebastian said, his laughter interrupted by a few dry coughs. "It was worth everything for the look on his face." Still, after a moment, the professor frowned slightly. "But it couldn't have been that easy..."
Cavendish collapses. Spot DC 28, if you make that, you can make a Spellcraft DC 21
"Happy necro-hunting." Dieter said with a grin as Kuzan and his cohorts disappeared. The Lamordian youth, meanwhile, unlimbered his rifle and carefully aimed and fired at Cavendish. He missed. "Mists."
"Easy there." Edmund took up position by Andre and held his own great two-hander sword at ready. "They're going to need some place to fall back too if everything goes wrong, so stay ready."
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Sarari, meanwhile, smiled at her handiwork, and drew another arrow.
Edmund moves over two and uses Defensive Shield. He's Fighting Defensively, and Andre gets a +2 to AC.
Dieter moves over to benefit from the +2 to AC, and fires at Cavendish. Gets a 29, misses.
Sarari had fired at Cavendish, and hit with a 34! Dealt 15 damage.
"Trumpets...?" Vedarrak said mildly, but then stepped out of the alleyway. "Lieutenant Lebrecht, I order you to arrest that imposter!"Nathan of the FoS wrote:"None for you, I'm afraid, old fellow...the audience has to be able to appreciate your features when you make your entrance," he says to Vedarrak. "Besides, we ought to hold something in reserve, don't you think? In case of eventualities."
And then the wall of darkness appears. "Our cue! Lieutenant, raise the hue and cry."
A brazen blare of trumpets rings out in the dawning light as Charles and Vedarrak make their grand entrance. Vedarrak gets to go first, of course, he's the star of the show. And better suited to absorbing Cavendish's outrageous slings and arrows, if it comes to that.
Vedarrak was dirty, covered with blood, and being forced to rely on the aid of a Dementlieuse math student, but he had the qualities of leadership. The Falkovnian soldiers, half of whom had been aiming their crossbows at the suddenly appearing warriors on the platform, paused suddenly, trying to figure out just what was going on.
"You heard him," Lieutenant Schiffer yelled cheerily. He drew a cavalryman's saber and pointed it at the platform. "Squads One through Seven, fall back to the compound. Cavalry cover the withdrawal. Walter, Dietrich, collect the Kommandant, and Squad Eight, pick up the imposter. We'll deal with him later."
Vedarrak orates to the troops, Falkovnians start to move back.
"I told you to leave me behind," Marchand-Renier said mildly, scanning the battlefield as the Falkovnians began to form up around him. "For a moment, I almost thought you had. It seems even Cavendish has more faith in the world than I do."
The professor shook his head ruefully, giving a bitter chuckle, before his eyes drifted to the guards beside him.
"Watch out!" The professor's warning cut through the air like a knife, just as the man standing to the side of Sacha and Tomas drew their swords and swung. Alerted by the call and, perhaps, suspicions of their own, the two knights managed defend themselves from some of the onslaught, though a second later the traitors' companions struck from behind. A short sword plunged into Sacha's back, twisting cruelly as the Falkovnian pulled it free; a vicious blow from one of the others skidded across Tomas' ribs. The guards dodged back from the knights' counterattack, their faces dull and utterly void of emotion.
"Stand down! Stand down, that's an order!" Lebrecht yelled. A second later he cursed. "Squad Six, fire upon the traitors! Flea, go!" The lieutenant wheeled his massive charger around, spurring the horse onward to the aid of Sacha and Tomas.
Falkovnian Lebendtod 1 Five-Foot Steps to W27, Flanks, and Full-Sneak-Attacks Tomas. Misses twice.
Falkovnian Lebendtod 2 is at U25, Flanks, and Full-Sneak-Attacks Tomas. Hits once for 32 damage.
Falkovnian Lebendtod 3 Five-Foot Steps to V24, Flanks, and Full-Sneak-Attacks Sascha. Hits once for 31-2=29 damage.
Falkovnian Lebendtod 4 is at X26, Flanks, and Full-Sneak-Attacks Sascha. Hits once for 34-2=32 damage.
Even as the field erupted into chaos below, Professor Thomas Carter raised the rifle to his shoulder and looked through the sights. The iron encircled cross passed over the heads of Cavendish and Marchand-Renier, past the waves of Falkovnian soldiers in their sand-dusted uniforms, and at length came to a rest. Carter fired.
The bullet cracked overhead, causing a spray of chips from just above Vedarrak's head. Instinctively, the Falkovnian Kommandant ducked, calling out to Lebrecht. Someone nearby shouted. "Sniper! There's a sniper!"
"Oh no." Marchand-Renier whispered as the cry of 'Sniper' passed through the Falkovnian ranks. The Richemuloise professor paled slightly. "It must be Carter. Cavendish put some kind of spell on him..."
Behind all of this, the winds swirled and kicked up clouds of sand, the cold and biting wind of a desert not yet heated up by the sun. The sand shifted and flowed in the air... not always in the same direction as the wind, but to the gates of the Falkovnian compound.
Carter tries to ventilate Vedarrak, misses.
Schrodinger moves up to the front of the Gate disguised as sand. Spot DC 35 to detect him.
Chesterton moves up to the front of the Gate disguised as sand. Spot DC 25 to detect him.
Before much more could be done, however, an entirely new and entirely unwelcome problem arrived. They came pouring from the side-streets and alleyways by the dozens, converging into the main thoroughfare west of the square. Some paused, unnerved by the massive orb of darkness, but far more forged ahead through the gap left to them. They came bearing torches and spears, sickels and fish-knives.
The Akiri mob had arrived.
MR is tied with Hempen rope. It's got 2 HP, no hardness. It can be burst with a DC 23 Strength Check, or undon with a DC 25 Use Rope check, both as Standard Actions.

Black Spell - Blacklight: an area of total darkness. The darkness is impenetrable to normal vision and darkvision, but you can see normally within the blacklit area. Creatures outside the spell’s area, even you, cannot see through it.
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[Buff Suite: Recitation (+2 Luck to AC, Attack, Saves), Mass Aid (+1 Morale to Attack, +9 Temp HP), Mass Align Weapon (Good), Mass Conviction (+3 Morale to Saves), Mass Bear's Endurance (+4 to Con)]
PCs:
A - Andre Theroux: 64/35 Buff Suite,
L - Lia Mournswaithe: 77/46 Buff Suite, Shield, See Invisibility, Greater Mage Armor, Superior Resistance,
T - Tomas Eisenwald: 104/107 Buff Suite, Divine Favor, Eagle's Splendor, Protection from Evil
K - Kuzan: 120/89 Buff Suite, Blurr (20% Miss), Hide from Undead (DC 17), Ebon Eyes (See through Darkness), Call Lightning, Fly, Greater Resistance, Protection from Evil
S - Sascha Dzemianovitch: 71/101 Buff Suite, Protection from Evil
C - Charles Martel: 63/63
O - Otto Schultheiss: Bite of the Werewolf, Blur
Expedition NPCs:
D - Dieter Haulfstead: Buff Suite,
C - Thomas Carter:
Mr - Sebastian Marchand-Renier:
H - Edmund Harris: Buff Suite,
Sr - Sarari, Blur:
Falkovnians:
V - Marcos Vedarrak: Shield, Greater Resistance, Contingent Energy Resistance (Electricity), Resist Energy (Fire), Greater Mage Armor, Greater Magic Weapon
L - Lebrecht Schiffer:
N - Niklas:
Lu - Luther:
Cavendish and Company
Portrait - Cavendish: 63 HP LostArmor of Darkness, Air Walk, True Seeing
Big C - Chesterton:
Big S - Schrodinger
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Kuzan watched with satisfaction as Cavendish crumpled. Gods above and below, that felt good to see. At the same time, though, the priest wasn't entirely convinced this was the end for the madman.
The Lebendtod appeared again, but they didn't seem to notice the priest. Either that or they were too focused on the two men that took out their master. "Stab him again!" Kuzan urged, "He just cast a spell! Make sure he stays down!"
As the priest moved to whisk Sebastian to safety, though, a sudden rush of movement caught his eye. He turned to look and saw the sand shift ominously. A chill ran down the Rajian's spine as the realization hit him. "SMILODONS!" the priest roared, pointing, "In front of the compound gate! Fall back! Fall back!"
Come on, Lia, Kuzan thought frantically, Keep the Akiri out just long enough...
My actual action will come later once I figure out just what to do. Until then, you folks are all informed
Also, if one of you buff warrior types happens to be able to spare an attack, could stab the doppelganger again just in case? >->
The Lebendtod appeared again, but they didn't seem to notice the priest. Either that or they were too focused on the two men that took out their master. "Stab him again!" Kuzan urged, "He just cast a spell! Make sure he stays down!"
As the priest moved to whisk Sebastian to safety, though, a sudden rush of movement caught his eye. He turned to look and saw the sand shift ominously. A chill ran down the Rajian's spine as the realization hit him. "SMILODONS!" the priest roared, pointing, "In front of the compound gate! Fall back! Fall back!"
Come on, Lia, Kuzan thought frantically, Keep the Akiri out just long enough...
My actual action will come later once I figure out just what to do. Until then, you folks are all informed
