Arao: Ancient Prison, Round 06

The skeletons swarmed over our exposed cleric. Guy was wounded trying to fend off the counterattacks. I moved to the back of the indisposed skeleton right at the top of the stairs, marking it with Pelor's brand, and intent on delivering a devastating blow.

"Hearts aflame... Holy Strike!" I swung my axe, and the skeleton barely had time to deflect my blow. Despite my ongoing lethargy, the axe bit and crushed some bone, sizzling streaks smoked from the radiant damage.

"Comrades, move forward to the platform!" I exhorted my companions. "Let's finish this skirmish now before more of us get hurt."

Arao: Ancient Prison; Rd.6

MOVE: I8-I7-H6
MINOR: Divine Challenge G6
STD: Holy Strike G6.
END: Save vs. Weakness

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Guillaume: Ancient Prison, Round 05

i hurriedly ran down the stairs and away from the remaining animated skeletons which seemed to have redirected their rage towards me. it was not exactly the plan i had intended. nevertheless i was thankful that at least one of them persished with the last sinspawn burned leaving only the agony of its empty screams.

with the skeletons headed my way, it freed arao from having to defend himself and into making a proper offense. my sacrifice and bravery should surely be rewarded. i thought to myself. then i felt foolish. this is exactly what the clergy warned us about. false humility. false pride. i gave a short prayer of apology to corellon.

i looked up and saw that both skeletons had followed me. i held onto my holy symbol and prayed for divine intervention.

three glorious globes of light manifested themselves on top of one of the skeleton that later took the forms of cherubs. they were each holding silver pitchers. they smiled and nodded at me mischieviously. i slightly bowed in reverence. the cherbus then release the contents of pitchers and out comes pouring sparkling water down to the unsuspecting skeleton.

the skeleton burned from it but remained standing. the cherubs had then dissipated into thin air with one of them smiling waving goodbye at me.

Lloyd: Ancient Prison, Round 05

With the last sinspawn taken out of combat, Lloyd takes the time to check on his wounds.

Gryffin: Ancient Prison, Round 05

Summary:

S: casts magic missile vs boneshard skeleton (g6)
1d20+6 → [19,6] = (25)
2d4+4 → [3,2,4] = (9)

Boneshard Skeletons: Ancient Prison, Round 05

With the last flood of radiant energy in the room, the remaining undead senses the threat from which they are most vulnerable. They find that source to be eladrin cleric and they hasten to attack and destory it.

The nearest boneshard skeleton slashes at the cleric with its scimitar. The evil looking balde however failed to penetrate the chains of the fey armor.

The second undead moved towards the cleric. The wizard spell however was slowing it down and the adjacent paladin quickly took that advantage and swung his flaming axe toward the skeleton. The magical weapon easily slashed towards the animated bones, the wound however caused the creature to burst and send shards of bone flying like all over the place. Some of these deadly projectiles found their mark and damaged both the paladin and the cleric.

The undead continued on towards its target and manages to gourge the distracted cleric with a nasty gash from the boneshard in its left arm. The wound started to fester as necrotic energy transffered from the skeletal creature unto the cleric began to negate the eladrin's lifeforce.

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Jarek: Ancient Prison, Round 05

"Great work Lloyd!" I shouted at the warlord. The young half-elf flashed his pearly white teeth as he kicked the carcass of the sinspawn, smiling triumphantly.

"You better help the others," Lloyd answered as he wiped the stains off his blade.

I drew out two more arrows and pointed them over to the sinspawn attacking Arao. The creatures were becoming more frustrated, snarling viciously as the paladin continued slashing its decaying legs. It lunged at the dragon-born, hoping to rip out his arm. Arao barely dodged from the creature's grasp, nearly rolling over the side of the
chamber.

"Woodsman!" Arao shouted. "Go help the priest! He's surrounded by the monsters!"

"Where is Guy?" I asked. The eladrin was right beside me a moment ago. Now he was gone.

"Over there!" the paladin muttered as he blocked the skeleton's attack. "Inside the room."

I looked into the adjacent chamber and saw Guy right in the middle. The eladrin was crazy! Slipping pass the paladin's protection to take on the skeletal warriors alone. Having faith is one thing, but dying for it is something else.

I gave a quick grin as I fired my arrows.