2012-12-10

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While Brannock Genji is at the library researching Tyrus is waiting to get a response on the Dragon situation.

He is summoned to the chambers of the Grand High Priest of Nephe. Camil Veston, a wizened and ancient human cleric of Nephe. Tyrus spends an appropriate time sucking up to him.

“Aaaah. Young Tyrus. I remember fondly the day you were brought to us, under the Wisdom of Nephe, and here you are telling me you intend to slay your first Dragon. I remember my first... Oooh to be young again. Do you consider yourself a hero, Tyrus?”

“I wouldn't thay tho thir. I merely twy to bwing Nephe's goodness to the world. And stay alive.”

“If staying alive is your concern, perhaps slaying a Dragon is not the course of action for you. But then again, Slaying a Dragon does come with it's pay-offs.”

“Well I don't theek to thlay a Dwagon, but there is a defenthless village which is at risk.”

“Should you dethide to take on the Dwagon, great fortune may come your way. And tho, should you decide to take on this Dragon, I may be able to help.”

He takes from his dice-covered desk a wand and presents it to Tyrus and describes it as an "Earthbind Wand". He advises that it only has 14 charges.

“Thankyou thir. With Nephe on our side I'm sure it will help us in our struggle. Can you give me any advice?”

“Put the fighter at the front, and the Wizard at the back.”

Tyrus retained his composure as he responded.

“Thankyou thir as always. And I apologithe for the behaviour of my comrades thith morning when we left the Temple. I had no idea thomething like that might happen.”

“We will overlook it this time, especially as I hear that your Dwarf has made quite an impression around the place.

They head to Pithfield with Brannock Genji heading ahead on Bhetsy Buzzcot, on arrival he sees people milling around and a large group of Lizardfolk making their way towards the town, led by Sero Flek. He swoops down within hovering distance and hails him.

Sero Flek: Hey man! I brought new friends. Where have you been?

Brannock Genji: Hello fuckwit. What are you doing with these Lizardfolk?

Sero Flek: Gallivanting.

Brannock Genji: While you are playing with your doodles I'm going to warn the town.

He heads off to find Gelf, the Mayor of Pithfield. After a rude reception by the public servants, he asks if they want to be eaten by a Dragon and they change their tune.

“Greetings! I am Brannock Genji of the Shalefist Clan, your town is in grave danger of Dragon attack.”

Unfortunately a 6 on a Diplomacy roll left Gelf suspicious.

“That's a serious suggestion, can you prove it?” “The only way I can probably prove it is either by waiting for the Dragon himself or for the horde of Lizardfolk marching towards your village to come on in and tell you.”

Gelf remains unconvinced.

Brannock Genji finds Sero Flek and the Lizardfolk heading into town, people slamming windows and doors in their wake. Sero Flek takes Alklathix into the Hall and tells the other Lizardfolk “not to take any guff from these swine”. Gelf has not yet left and is fairly surprised to see Sero Flek and much more surprised to see Alklathix.

Sero Flek: This is the leader of the peaceable Lizardfolk... you don't want to meet the other one.

Gelf: So what this... gentleman said is true?

Brannock Genji: Yes! The rest of the Lizardfolk have been enslaved by a Black Dragon and you are in grave danger of being swiftly smacked by the long scaly dick of draconic evil.

Gelf: FRANK SENIOR! Assemble the town! We are evacuating as soon as possible to Eathe!

Things start happening, the townsfolk gathering up all they can carry.

Brannock Genji: I believe you owe me something.

Gelf: I am truly sorry.

A single tear rolls down his cheek.

Sero Flek and Brannock Genji return to the square and see Humans packing their lives while the Lizardfolk stand around nervously.

Brannock Genji addresses the Lizardfolk: Right! If we're going to survive this I'm going to need to know what you lot are about.

(Sero Flek realizes they have no idea what Brannock Genji is saying.)

Sero Flek sits next to Brannock Genji and screams the Draconic translations as loudly as he can so as to be heard by all.

Brannock Genji doesn't know what he's doing, so says "Shut up Sero Flek!" Singling out one of the Lizardfolk he says "Right, what's your name?"

Lizardfolk #34: Blank stare.

Sero Flek: They don't understand you.

Brannock Genji:Well why didn't you say something before and translate for me?

Sero Flek thinks a moment, then says "He wants you to know that he accepts you for who you are, and you are all very very good friends of his."

Brannock Genji: We need a strategy, find the best vantage points and disperse, coming back to me with your answers.

Sero Flek dutifully translates this and the Lizardfolk disperse.

Brannock Genji observes the layout of the town and suggests that as Black dragons can swim that they stay away from the river. He seeks out Samel Aidiadiq at his home who advises he hasn't seen any sign of his companions. Brannock Genji suggests a reconnisance mission on Bhetsy Buzzcot to see if they can spot incoming hostiles.


The rest of the party start passing the townsfolk on the road, who advise that the ugly dwarf and beautiful elf are there, and they have been told to evacuate.


Night is falling (about 8pm) and the town is dimly lit as the others arrive. Gerrant notices Brannock Genji flying around.

Tyrus: I suggest we unload the wagon and let Bill & Ben take the Carriage down the way.

Gerrant holds a vial of alchemists' fire in front of Sero Flek's face and says "When this is done, I'll decide if you're going to drink this or not." then walks over to the trough to clean off.

At this time Brannock Genji and Samel Aidiadiq notice another large group of Lizardfolk approaching from the South. He returns to Pithfield and announces their imminant arrival, Tyrus asking how far off they are.

Between them they estimate around 3000 feet away from town, so about 10 minutes if they proceed at normal speed, less if they charge). They estimate numbers approximately 60.

Tyrus casts Greater Magic Weapon on 50 bolts, Bhetsy Buzzcot takes off with Ulfgar Firehands and Brannock Genji and they notice the Large Dragon emerging from the river 300 ft away around the same time as Gerrant does.

Gerrant says "Dragon, Halt!" and prepares to shoot at it if it gets within 120 feet.

Sero Flek casts Cat's Grace on himself moments before the Dragon crosses the rest of the space, entering Gerrant's threatened zone. His crossbow bolt hits the dragon and simply disappears.

"What mortal would dare to challenge me!?"

WILL SAVES are rolled.

Besides Gerrant, Tyrus and Brannock Genji all are shaken.

Tyrus yells "ABANDON """SPIDER-EATER"""!" and casts Remove Fear on Ulfgar Firehands and Sero Flek, taking his Earthbind wand from his Handy Haversack.

Ulfgar Firehands jumps from Bhetsy Buzzcot, face-planting. Bhetsy Buzzcot responds by leaving at 180ft/round.

Brannock Genji jumps from Bhetsy Buzzcot 180 feet from the combat, managing to land successfully despite his armor.

Alklathix gathers herself and says "You have over-extended yourself! We have the forces to match you!" and casts Barkskin on herself.

Gerrant drops his crossbow, backs up 20 ft and pulls out an alchemist's fire. "I've never punched a Dragon before... but I'm going to hit you so hard that nothing in these parts will worship a Dragon for a thousands years".

The Dragon regards the monk who has set himself up, laughs heartily and flies backwards to the top of the hall. Regarding the fleeing Lizardfolk says "Return to your brothers in the swamp and all will be forgiven!" Turning to the rest party remaining in the square he says "As for you... flee and you shall be spared... for now."

Juxhil rolls like a madwoman, with True Strike plus a critical roll. 11 damage.

Tyrus summons Duke Stickington who dutifully appears but fizzles against the Spell Resistance of the Dragon.

Ulfgar Firehands "This is not a god this is a beast! See it has been hurt, and it can be killed! Which we will, as we have with many before!"

"I will DESTROY you!"

"We shall see!" and with that Ulfgar Firehands shoots a fireball at the Dragon which curls itself up to attempt to reduce the damage and is successful. The Town Hall does not make any sort of save and a fair portion of the roof and front wall are now aflame.

Alklathix moves closer to Ulfgar Firehands and drops a fog cloud over everyone who is still on the ground.

Sero Flek fakes a stage whisper and says "Clearly he's too much of a coward to come down here so how do we get up there?"

Gerrant dives into the fog cloud and hisses "Haste" to Ulfgar Firehands.

A few moments after, a caustic, glowly stream narrowly misses Gerrant and hits Sero Flek for 14 damage.

Tyrus delays his action and says "I think you might be too HASTY calling him a coward"

Ulfgar Firehands hears Tyrus, casting Haste and steps outside of the fog.

Tyrus steps forward out of the fog and says "You think you're a god? Come at me bwo!", brandishing his morningstar but actually preparing to use the Earthbind Wand if the Dragon gets airborn.

Samel Aidiadiq fires three shots but make no hits.

Brannock Genji arrives back on the scene, having sprinted all the way.

Gerrant runs out of the fog, jumping into the air and hurling a vial of Alchemist's Fire at the Dragon, engulfing it in flames even as it lunges forward to snap at him, lacerating the Monk for 13 damage.

Sero Flek steps out of the fog and takes a shot with his crossbow.

The Dragon drops to the ground next to Gerrant, taking a bite for 10 damage, another bolt thudding into it from Juxhil but doing no damage.

Ulfgar Firehands cast Scorching Ray on the Dragon doing 37 damage, the dragon now looks inconvenienced. As he does this the Dwarf yells "My god is the god of power! You are nothing compared to the power of my god!"

Tyrus placed his hand on the Dragon casting Inflict Critical Wounds for 35 damage.

The Dragon bites and claws at Gerrant, knocking him unconscious and tearing him down to -7.

Tyrus tries Unluck and then moves closer to Gerrant. Unluck didn't work, and Tyrus took a solid hit from the attack of opportunity it provoked. The next available action, the Dragon sends Tyrus falling to the ground unconscious. Brannock Genji roared a war-cry and started cleaving chunks from it's flesh, and Ulfgar Firehands pounded it with Scorching Ray, sending it scampering away between two buildings.

Brannock Genji drew his Composite Longbow and took two shots at the retreating Dragon but missed both times.

The Raptor heals Gerrant up to 4 HP, and he heals himself up to a total of 14.

Sero Flek runs after the Dragon, casting Grease on the ground beneath him.

Juxhil runs to the corner it disappears around but can't see it, but Ulfgar Firehands runs to the corner and fires a fireball at the space of the corner to try to catch the Dragon in the blast but no evidence of the Dragon being injured shows up.

Tyrus coughs up some blood.

Samel Aidiadiq runs down the other side of the building and spots the Dragon, advising it is still fleeing.

Gerrant grabbed Tyrus' crossbow and ran after it, with Sero Flek running after it also.

At this stage it is within one round of sprinting from the river.

Ulfgar Firehands fires another fireball which fizzles.

Gerrant ran out ahead of the Dragon, overtaking it and turning to point at it and say "We're not finished." in an attempt to bring it to a halt.

The Dragon, screaming in pain and outrage, dives straight past Gerrant into the water.

At this point we get out of combat. And realize that there is still a Lizardfolk army coming.

Liberal application of Tyrus' Wand of Cure Light Wounds.


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