Stopping the Plague

"That is one ugly bastard!" Turin yells as he ducks as companion flies over him and moves away from Dragon Ogre and preps a shot.

Move over one zone.
Piercing Shot with Black-Powder Specialist

(*Malacab. You should check the marksman tree and see if you want to change of your skills around after the revamp. Things got twisted around pretty good.)

Hit
15-20+50=45<75 Hit

Wound
35+30+50=55<75 Wound

Damage
3-8 + S-T/5 - Arm
3 - 1 - 1(AP) + 2 (BP Specialist) = 3 damage

Status
Dragon Ogre: Good -9

The shot rang true slamming into the dragon ogres shoulder. Giving a grunt of pain the dragon ogre stumbled back. Lightning cackling in its eye.

The dragon ogre roared coughing up blood and bile. The flesh continued to drip off of its body. Raising its mace into the air storm clouds began to form in the sky. A mighty crash of lightning fell from the sky to the tip of the mace.

Ability Roll
40+10-30=20< 87 Success

Hit Check
S - Ag +50 =

Seros - 30 < 12 Miss
Valmir - 37 < 84 Hit
Teheboq - 35< 99 Hit
Turin - 30< 59 Hit (Half damage for being at short range)


2-6 Lightning damage ignoring armor.
6

Lightning shot and circled around the Dragon Ogre shooting bolts into the ground around him. Seros jumped into the air the flames of tzeentch propelling him skyward as lightning flared underneath him. Valmir was blasted into the ground by the force of the attack. Teheboq raised his shield to block but the bolt passed straight through the bone hitting him in the chest. Small stray bolts grazed Turin singeing his beard causing it to smoke.

Status
Seros: 12/18 Good
Valmir: 11/17 Good
Dragon Ogre: Good -9
Teheboq: 21/27 Good
Turin: 12/15 Good

The next order is Teheboq, and Turin. Followed by Seros and Valmir. But you guys can really go in any order.

Teheboq sniffed, catching the scent of his own burnt scales as he pushed himself back to his feet. The bolt had no doubt damaged some of Teheboq's internal structure, but he still couldn't resist a small smile. The creature's diseased appearance had been a good indicator, but that last attack had sealed the deal. The old skink's teachings had proved true. This being was a creature that had sold it's pride and freedom to Chaos for immortality. Teheboq felt his smile broaden as his fear and trepidation were washed away. Speaking in his native tongue, Teheboq yelled as heleapt sword first at the Dragon Ogre's chest, " I revoke your immortality miserable slave!"

(Teheboq attacks the Dragon Ogre)

" I revoke your immortality miserable slave!"

Teheboq brought his blade across the dragon ogres staunch leg.

35-15+50 = 70 < 24 Miss!

The bone blade glanced off the thick hide without leaving so much as a scratch on the beats flesh.

Status unchanged.

Turin, Seros, and Valmir

This beast was... strong, Seros was forced to admit. Fortunately, his magic would prove the stronger, as it always did. As an old "friend" of his had once said, "There's no problem I'm not willing to throw wave after wave of red fire at."


OOC: I think you can guess.

(You want to attack him with your sword when you can red fire? Are you insane?)
Seros stretched out his hands willing the flames to return.

Casting Roll
40+10+10-31=29< 81 Success

IF
60<96 Cast with Irresistible Force

SpellPower Roll - Autopass due to IF.

Damage
4-13 + Wp-Wp/5 - Arm
6 + 0 - 2 = 4 damage.

The fire washed over the Dragon Ogre scalding flesh but the brute seemed harmed little by the pyrotechnics. A familiar voice cackled in Seros's mind. "You're learning. Good..."

Status
Seros: 12/18 Good
Valmir: 13/17 Good (*Corrected - Forgot to apply DR to the last attack)
Dragon Ogre: Good -13
Teheboq: 23/27 Good (*Corrected - See above)
Turin: 12/15 Good

Turin and Valmir you may go.

Shrugging off the charge of electricity and standing back up from force of the Dragon Ogre's yell.
"So, you have quite impressive yell there. But, I have seen Dwarven children yell louder. Can you even understand me, you overgrown toad. Size is not everything that matters. I am smaller than you, but I am faster, smarter, hell I am even stronger than your puny form. Come here and show me what you really got, or are you to afraid of me to do even that."

Taunt the Dragon Ogre.

Taunt
Wp- T
30-20+50=60< 1 Failed to Taunt.

The decaying form of the Dragon Ogre was deaf to Turin's taunting. Whether it chose to ignore him or its ear drums had literally been rotted through Turin couldn't say.

Valmir. All you buddy.

Rounding from his previous charge, the vampiric Weissberg's body pulsed for a second as his movements blurred a little with increased speed in conjunction with the transformation that was occuring. Clearly he could not afford to hold back here-- this beast was far beyond any of them individually he was loath to admit. Tossing his cloak away from him as a pair of black wings erupted from his shoulder-blades, Valmir lashed forward with his claws with the intent of carving the dragon ogre's flank open.

<Actions>
Infinite Hatred on Dragon Ogre
Attack

Hit
30-24+50-10=46< 57 Hit

Wound
30-22+50-10-10=36<94 Wound!

Damage
5-11 + S-T/5 - Arm
9-1-0(2 AS) = 8 damage.

Valmir's long claws tore into the flank of the Dragon Ogre causing long bloody gashes where they hit. As his wings erupted from his back and his strength surged he dove into the wounds forcing his claws deep into the beasts side.


Status
Seros: 12/18 Good
Valmir: 13/17 Good
Dragon Ogre: Wounded -21
Teheboq: 23/27 Good
Turin: 12/15 Good

Seeing the blood and puss pouring from his flank the monster turned his attention the the clawed abomination ripping him apart. More flesh seemed to peel off his form every second as boils popped causing puss to run down its muscular form. Swinging his mace in a semicircle aiming for Valmir's head.

Hit
22-25+50= 47 < 44 Miss

Valmir ducked the mace as it narrowly missed overhead, the blow heading straight towards Seros.

Hit
20-25+50=45 < 26 Miss

Seros turned just in time to see the blow as flames swept up underneath him taking his legs out from underneath him, sending Seros face first into the ground filling his mouth with mud as the mace sliced through the air where he had just been now heading towards Teheboq.

Hit
15-25+50=40 < 81 Hit!

Wound
28-25+50=53 < 45 Failed to Wound

The wide swing ended nailing Teheboq in the rib cage knocking him off his feet. Luckily the blow had been at the end of its momentum and Teheboq was quite used to taking heavy blows. Shrugging off the damage Teheboq stood back up quickly ready to fight.

Turn Order - Teheboq, Turin, Seros, Valmir. But you lads can go whenever. Good luck!

Despite the pungent odor of decaying flesh Teheboq could smell the blood leaking from the Dragon Ogre. The titanic creature was nearing the end of it's life. Raising his sword, Teheboq swung down, hacking at the beasts thigh as if he were cutting down a tree.

(Teheboq attacks the Dragon Ogre)

Seros spit the mud from his mouth and heaved himself to his feet, simultaneously praising the protection of the Changer and spewing obscenities about his sense of humor. With a contemptuous flick of his wrist he conjured another wave of fire, sparing a small portion of it to cleanse the filth from his armor - one must always look his best when slaughtering the weak, you know.

Turin watched as the Dragon Ogre continued to attack the other members of his group and completely ignore him and his taunts. Shaking his head Turin quietly mumbles to him self, " They never listen to the little guy." Repositioning his pistol towards the axe end he rushed the Dragon Ogre while yelling, "Trying to ignore me, let see if you can ignore me with my axe in your skull!" Using the Dragon Ogre's leg a jumping point, Turin jumps and swings his axe at the Ogre's head.

Charge Dragon Ogre

Teheboq brought his blade down like an axe onto the beasts leg attempting to fell it where it stood.

Hit
25-15+50=60 < 31 Miss

The mad beast kicked his front forward deflecting the attack sending Teheboq stumbling, although the beast did not seem as strong as it first was.

Turin charged forward jumping off the extended front leg that had just been used to kick Teheboq. Bringing his axe down onto the beasts head.

Hit
25-20+50=55< 77 Hit!

Wound
25-15+50=60< 12 Failed to Wound.

The axe landed with a resounding clang as it hit the monster's metal helmet. Stunned the beast stumbled back as Turin landed on the ground in front of him.

______	Dragon Ogre	______
______	Valmir Seros Teheboq Turin	______

Seros brought up his hands ready to conjure the flames yet again.

Casting Roll
40+10+20-31=39<79

Passed roll by 39 IF chance 20%
IF
80<63 No IF.

Spell Power
25-31+50+10(MR)=54<1 Failed to wound.

As soon as the flames passed from his hands they changed and twisted forming tiny snakes of flame that changed direction and flew off into the night sky as they dissipated.

(*For the record if you had done your training post that would have been an IF)

Valmir's turn.

His talons dripping with gore taken from the Dragon Ogre's body, Valmir once again resisted the urge to take a taste of the blood that stained his claws. This time not for the stomachs of his companions but for the fact that he did not know for sure what toxins rested in the blood. He was immune to mundane diseases of the world, but he did not know what supernatural force was at work here and he did not wish to push his luck in his weakened state.

<Actions>
Attack

Valmir slashed out with his talons.

Hit
25-24+50-10=41< 39 Miss

As he moved in the Dragon Ogre swung his mace in an arc trying to force his swarm of attackers back. Valmir wisely stopped his assault to jump back out of the way of the blow.

The dragon ogre was badly wounded and furious it couldn't see to dislodge the foes that were harassing him from all sides. With a loud roar it raised its hammer high above its head and brought it crashing down on Seros (Random Target).

Hit
20-20+50=50<80 Hit

Wound
10-20+50=40<15 Failed to Wound

The ogres mace smashed down as Seros brought his blade up to parry. Bracing the blade with two hands Seros's weapon ignited in flames as the Dragon Ogres mace smashed down. Seros was forced to one knee from the force of the blow but it failed to break his guard

(*You're a lucky SOB Seros)

Teheboq, Turin, Seros, and Valmir you're up.

Seros forced himself up, thanking the Architect of Fate for protecting him yet again, and summoning another wave of fire toward the dragon ogre.

Frustrated with the Dragon Ogre's continued existence and repeated thwarting of his attacks Turin redoubles his attacks upon the Dragon Ogre. "why won't you die?!"

Attack Dragon Ogre

(*Might want to do a training post at some point Turin =D )

Turin lashed out with his axe
Hit
20-20+50= 50< 89 Hit

Wound
15-20+50= 55<34 Failed to Wound

Turin's axe plunged into the thigh flesh of beast but appeared to do little damage to the monster.

Seros brought his hands up summoning the red fire. The Dragon Ogre turned its glare towards him raising his mace.

Casting Roll
40 +10 + 30 - 31 - 6(W)= 55 < 50 Failed to Cast (Good thing I remembered the W penalty)

Miscast
90<79 No Miscast

The beast kicked forward knocking Seros back as he attempted to conjure the flames. Stumbling back Seros lost his concentration and the flames dispersed.

Teheboq and Valmir. Finish this guy off please?