Stopping the Plague

The cloaked man fighting Valmir tossed his hood back revealing a face entirely covered in bandages. He gave a wide grin. "Open wide."

Casting Roll
50+40-40=50<44 Failed to cast

Miscast
90<18 No miscast.

Giving a sudden scowl thick drops of green liquid dribbled down his lips. "Must be the mage... he needs to die" the figure muttered.

*Nurglings Attack*

Hit Roll
18-10+50=23 Miss

The nurglings bit and chew at Teheboq but failed to get a grip as the Saurus thrashed and stomped.


*Figure 2*
As Teheboq struggled with the nurglings the summoner drew another dagger and hurled it towards Teheboq.

Hit Roll
15-20+50=45<93 Hit * Poison applied 1 damage/round for 3 rounds.

Wound Roll
16-28+50=62<39 Failed to wound.

The prophet drew a small stone from a pouch at his belt and gave it a kiss. "Fly lucky rock. Fly" He hurled the rock towards the first figure.

Hit
25-10+50=65<54 Miss

The rock flew wide of the struggle and beamed one of the nurglings riding of Teheboq's head. With a gurgle it fell to the ground.

Valmir you're up.

Finally managing to wrest his claws from the priest he'd already stabbed, to no fail, Valmir turned to the one that had attempted to cut him and in that moment the shadow in his eyes flashed a crimson red as he lashed out at the offender with a back-handed strike.

[Actions]
Infinite Hatred activated on the figure that attacked me last round then bitch-slap him.

Hit
24-26+50-10=38<84 Hit!

Wound
18-22+50-10-10=26<28 Wound!

Damage
5-11+ S-T/5 - Arm
9 - 0 - 0 = 9 damage!

Valmir ripped his claw from the opposing figures grasp and backhanded the one who had snuck up behind him sending the man straight into the ground as a resounded crack was heard as something broke. The man struggled to get up and grabbed his dagger off the ground. "You'll pay for that"


Status
Figure 1: Perfect
Figure 2: Perfect
Figure 3: Wounded -9
Prophet: Perfect
Seros: 6/18 Wounded
Valmir: 11/17 Good
Teheboq: 23/27 Good
Turin: 11/15 Good

*Figure 3*
With a growl the man lunged for Valmir.

Hit
Hit
26-24+50=52<83 Hit!

Wound
9(19)-20+50=39<93 Wound!

Damage
3-6 + S-T/5 - Arm - DR
3 + 2 - 2 - 2 = 1 damage + 0 Poison (Immunity)

The blade stuck into Valmir's back as the green vapors stung and slid into Valmir's open flesh.

Status
Figure 1: Perfect
Figure 2: Perfect
Figure 3: Wounded -9
Prophet: Perfect
Seros: 6/18 Wounded
Valmir: 10/17 Good
Teheboq: 23/27 Good
Turin: 11/15 Good

Teheboq, Seros, and Turin

Seros growled at his continuing failure to cast.


Red Fire. Figure 3. Make it work this time.

Teheboq grimaced as he felt the poison enter his bloodstream. He should have expected as much from these foul mage-priests, but the thought of being poisoned still made his anger rise. The priest would face his own medicine, but first Teheboq had to deal with the demons obstructing his vision. With careful precision Teheboq sliced at the nurglings covering his body.

(Teheboq attacks nurglings)

Hit- Automatically

Wound
5-15+50=40< 32 Failed to wound.

Teheboq slashed and stomped but for every little pussball he crushed another seemed to take its place. They swarmed him and although they had lost their grip they seemed to be an endless annoyance.

*Adrenaline Rush - 1W*
Status
Figure 1: Perfect
Figure 2: Perfect
Figure 3: Wounded -9
Prophet: Perfect
Seros: 6/18 Wounded
Valmir: 10/17 Good
Teheboq: 24/27 Good
Turin: 11/15 Good

Casting Roll
50+10-34+12(W) = 38<7 Failed to cast

Miscast
80<19 No Miscast

Tzeetch's magic appeared to have no power in this place as the magic fell from Seros's fingers before even the faintest flicker of flames appeared.

Turin you're up.

(*No worries Malacab I know you're busy - So i'll swing for you. *Attack figure one*)


Hit
23-20+50 =53 < 27 Miss

Turin brought the axe end of his pistol slashing towards the first robed figure. Parrying blow after the man was pushed back but was unharmed by Turin's assault.

The obelisk glowed once more as crippling pain swept over the adventurers.

*Valmir passed his ward save with a 99 (I've been doing them but they all have failed so I haven't been recording em)

Turin, and Teheboq take 1 damage.

Battlefield

Obelisk	Figure 2	Figure 1 Figure 3 Nurglings	_____	______
		Teheboq Turin Valmir	Prophet	Seros

Status
Figure 1: Perfect
Figure 2: Perfect
Figure 3: Wounded -9
Prophet: Perfect
Seros: 6/18 Wounded
Valmir: 10/17 Good
Teheboq: 23/27 Good
Turin: 10/15 Good

The first cloaked man stumbling back from Turin's assaults laughed as the green winds seemed to circle around him. "Nurgle is with me now... die!"

*Figure 1 casts Stream of Filth*

Casting Roll
50+40-40=50<59 Success

IF
90<96 Irresistible Force!

Ward Save
95<17 Ward save failed

Damage
3-8 * Armor absorbs 2 damage per point from this attack. For every 2 points absorbed the target loses one point of armor for the duration of the encounter.

3 + Wp-T/5 - 1
3 + 4 - 2(1) = 5 damage. -1 Armor for duration of the encounter.

As he spoke his words a stream of acidic vomit shot surged from his mouth covering Turin in thick burning filth. The acid burned flesh and melted hair and armor. The thick sharkskin protected Turin from some of the blast but large holes had been melted in it making it nearly unusable without extensive repair.

Status
Figure 1: Perfect
Figure 2: Perfect
Figure 3: Wounded -9
Prophet: Perfect
Seros: 6/18 Wounded
Valmir: 9/17 Good
Teheboq: 23/27 Good
Turin: 5/15 Wounded

*Figure 2 - Moves to the Obelisk*

The figure in the back, seeing how ineffective his thrown blade were withdrew back to the obelisk and began to pray again. The obelisk responded to his prayers and a swarm of flies descended onto the adventurers.

*Obelisk activates*

Valmir, Turin, and Teheboq all take 1 damage.

Status
Figure 1: Perfect
Figure 2: Perfect
Figure 3: Wounded -9
Prophet: Perfect
Seros: 6/18 Wounded
Valmir: 8/17 Wounded
Teheboq: 22/27 Good
Turin: 4/15 Wounded

The prophet could see the battle was not going well for his allies even with his magical aid. This would require a desperate gamble. Drawing in magical energy he concentrated as white light could be seen emanating from within his body. "This is it" He muttered. "All or nothing."

(Casts Cleansing Light * From Lore of Light)

Casting Roll
50+60-30=80<90 Success!

IF
90<99 Success! Power Increases. Treat as Rank 3 instead of Rank 1.

All enemies suffer a S30(Wp) hit dealing 5 damage ignoring armor, all allies are healed for 5W

Wounding Rolls
Figure 1 19-30+50= 39 < 84 Wound
Figure 2 18-30+50= 38 < 5 Failed
Figure 3 14-30+50= 34 < 7 Failed
Nurglings 5-30+50= 25 < 99 Wound
Obelisk 30-30+50= 50 < 40 Failed

Damage
5 + S-T/5
Figure 1 * 5+2 = 7
Nurglings * 5+5 = 10

All Allies are healed for 5W.


In a burst the prophets mouth and eyes exploded with blinding white light that flooded over the battlefield. Vision was impossible as the party felt a sudden new surge of strength. Teheboq squinted his eyes open to see the nurglings covering his body burning off his body being destroyed utterly by the bright light. The figure closest to the light screamed as his bandages and flesh began to burn and he fell to the ground in pain. As soon as it happened the light vanished. Opening their eyes the adventurers could see the same battlefield they saw before except for the cloaked man hunched over on the ground in pain and the small piles of ash surrounding Teheboq.


(*Sorry he had to bust out the big spells kiddies but you guys needed a miracle. Also I was fully prepared for him to botch that spell somethin horrible and explode in a messy warp-like goo. Count your blessings it happened this way Kill em boyz!)

Status
Battlefield

Obelisk Figure 2	_____	Figure 1 Figure 3	_____	______
		Teheboq Turin Valmir	Prophet	Seros

Figure 1: Good -7
Figure 2: Perfect
Figure 3: Wounded -9
Nurglings: Obliterated
Prophet: Perfect
Seros: 11/18 Good
Valmir: 13/17 Good
Teheboq: 27/27 Perfect
Turin: 9/15 Good


*Valmir* It's all you.

Feeling his strength return to his body, Valmir was confused for a moment that the light had been the vessel that it had been given back to him through. Shaking his head to clear the thought of it from his mind for the moment, he grinned viciously at the priest he had tossed away from him and advanced slowly in it's direction, his claws stretched out and ready to tear into his victim.

[Actions]
Attack Figure 3.

Valmir approached the wounded worshiper of nurgle and grinned his claws outstretch ready for the kill.

Hit
24-26+50-10=38<27 Miss

Striking down the man fell backwards scurrying back narrowly dodging the blades. With a frown Valmir pulled his claw from the soil and began his advance once more.

Quickly getting back to his feet the man running from Valmir made a sudden dive forward with both hands on his blade.

Hit
26-24+50=52<13 Miss

Valmir's claws shot forward knocking the blade aside causing the man to tumble off to his side.


Teheboq, Seros, and Turin.

Taking a moment to bury his face in his hands as the old man summoned forth the same magical energy that continue to elude him, Seros prepared to try again, while adding this incident to his mental list of grievances against the prophet, each of which would require a fresh, painful death.


Red Fire Figure 3.

Seros collected himself taking a moment to calm down before attempting to summon the flames of Tzeentch. Perhaps the prophet had cleared the winds of magic in his last attack opening the door for his own spells.

Casting Roll
50+10-34+12(W) = 38< 2

Miscast
80<91 Miscast!

Miscast Result 22! You accidentally draw power from the lore of necromancy. Lose 50% of your current health. Wp roll against all other targets on the battlefield. All others lose 25% of current health.

Wp-Wp+50
Figure 1 40-34+50= 56<85
Figure 2 30-34+50= 46<35
Figure 3 30-34+50= 46<8
Prophet 30-34+50= 46<17
Teheboq 15-34+50= 31<84
Valmir 15-34+50= 31<36
Turin 40-34+50= 10<24

Ward Save
Teheboq 93<87 Failed
Valmir 95<13 Failed
Turin 95< 5 Failed
Prophet 80<81 Success!

The flames of tzeentch rose from Seros's hands. Grinning Seros prepared to hurl them towards his target when he felt a sudden tug from behind. Thin white souls were tugging on him pulling him down to ground. The magic fled from his hands as he was pulled to the ground being devoured by the deceased. As soon as the magic left him the souls flew upwards searching for more to eat as they swept over the battle. Flying through the prophet and they attacked the first nurgle worshiper. Seeing Valmir the souls dove towards him ripping chunks of whatever life and magic force he had left from him. Even Teheboq was attacked for an unknown reason as the spirits drained life from the heart of the newly revived saurus warrior. After they attacked their primary targets they swept over the rest of the living clawing and pulling. Only the prophet seemed immune to the attacks as whenever a spirit came close it repelled by a burst of light.


Damage 50%
Figure 1 - 4W
Teheboq - 13W
Valmir - 6W

Damage 25%
Figure 2 - 2W
Figure 3 - 0W
Turin - 2W


Status

Figure 1: Wounded -11
Figure 2: Good -2
Figure 3: Wounded -9
Nurglings: Obliterated
Prophet: Perfect
Seros: 6/18 Wounded
Valmir: 7/17 Wounded
Teheboq: 14/27 Good
Turin: 5/15 Wounded

Teheboq and Turin you're up.

Meanwhile: On the other side of the Isle

As the Tomb King Zaket VII made his way towards the first signs of settlement he could not help but feel a thick wave of stinging across his forearms.

"I detect . . . Necromancy?"

Tsk Tsk

Teheboq cursed as the final spirit left his body and returned beneath the ground. This was the result of relying upon the power of Chaos. While it had great power, as both the prophet and the mage-warrior had demonstrated, it took an immense amount of personal strength to suppress its natural nature. Regardless, Teheboq had been freed of the sickening demons covering his body and he was not going to let his chance to finally bring the fight to the enemy slip away. Charging forward Teheboq barreled past the two mage-priests in front of him as he made his way towards the real danger.

(Teheboq dashes 2 spaces forwards, now sharing space with the Obelisk and Figure 2)

*Done*

Adrenaline Rush * Regain 1W.

Status
Battlefield

Obelisk Figure 2	_____	Figure 1 Figure 3	_____	______
		Teheboq Turin Valmir	Prophet	Seros

Figure 1: Wounded -11
Figure 2: Good -2
Figure 3: Wounded -9
Nurglings: Obliterated
Prophet: Perfect
Seros: 6/18 Wounded
Valmir: 7/17 Wounded
Teheboq: 15/27 Good
Turin: 5/15 Wounded

(Malacab - I know you want to attack but you need to post too =D )

(Turin *Attacks Figure 1)

Hit
23-20+50 =53 < 77 Hit!

Wound
19-15+50=54 < 96 Wound!

Damage
3-6 + S-T/5 - Arm = Damage
5+0-0=5 Damage Dead!

The robed figure was kneeling on the ground, his flesh smoking from the burning light and bleeding from wounds as pieces of his soul were ripped away from him. Turin strode up behind the man. "Ai lad. You're time is done. Shouldn'ta messed with a dwarf." Taking a swing from his flask the man slowly turned around grabbing his dagger and thrusting it into Turin's gut. Chuckling Turin patted his armored belly as the knife failed to pierce all the way through his leather armor and undershirt. "You're done lad." Turin planted the axe in the man's face as he fell with a gurgle. Ripping the axe out he turned towards the other two figures left standing.


Figure 1: Axe in the Face
Figure 2: Good -2
Figure 3: Wounded -9
Nurglings: Obliterated
Prophet: Perfect
Seros: 6/18 Wounded
Valmir: 7/17 Wounded
Teheboq: 15/27 Good
Turin: 5/15 Wounded

The obelisk glowed once again causing Turin and Valmir convulse as disease forced its way into their bodies. Teheboq was not as lucky. His close proximity to the obelisk caused him to wretch violently.

*Turin and Valmir take 1 damage*
*Teheboq takes 3 damage*

-All wards failed-

Figure 1: Axe in the Face
Figure 2: Good -2
Figure 3: Wounded -9
Nurglings: Obliterated
Prophet: Perfect
Seros: 6/18 Wounded
Valmir: 6/17 Wounded
Teheboq: 12/27 Wounded
Turin: 4/15 Wounded