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[1d20+4 = 13]>>121811>>121815Dark Star is shot with an Arrow for 2 damage. There is a new griffin on the same level as Dark Star. It is wounded by Blue Skies, but is not out. Silver has initiative over that one
>>121812+13 Damage to Midnight, 35 damage in total
Khoi attacks the Zebra
>>121818Jubilosa doesn't
quite make it
>>121817>>121816The arrow goes squarely in the chest, between the lungs and below the heart. A massive wave of punk light hits him, and he falls down to the ground, dropping not one but two knives
>>121808>>121805Iron shuffles closer to the robed pony, deciding to trip him.
[1d20+10 = 24]<Melee Touch Attack [1d20+3 = 9]>>121806A griffin attacks Silver with his dagger
>>121818>35 damage totalI gotta end this quick...
>>121819Midnight strikes once again, praying to Luna this won't be her last time.
sword:
[1d20+7 = 20]
dagger:
[1d20+7 = 23]
[1d20+5 = 19]>>121817>>121821>>121821Miss, and Mala attacks the Griffin
>>121820Hit against the robbed Griffin
>>121822Luna guides her weapons true against the griffin
>>121824With that, the native proceeds to wrap his foreleg around the robed griffin's backlegs, pulling him towards him in an attempt to trip him up.
[1d20+9 = 29]<Strength Trip Check [1d8+5 = 9]>>121821>>121825hehehehe, leave the specifics of "Zebra," "Griffin," Changeling" etc to Twilight and her Vizier. Killin' is Luna's specialty.
A stab into the side, then a stab up through the chest, the zebra's eyes turn up, he lets out a "uh.... cuh!" and falls forward, to the ground.
>>121826Suffice it to say, Iron has this griffin's
ass>>121824>>121823Mala cuts into the remaining Griffin
[1d20+6 = 18]>>121826The griffin struggles to keep focus
>>121827>Iron has this griffin's assMuch more homoerotic than I expectedAs a finally offering against the griffon, he raises his free hoof, bringing it sideways to slap the griffon's flank square on where his cutie mark should be.
[1d3+5 = 8]<Damage >>121827W-wew, priase Luna for that.
Midnight pulls the blades from the zebra, saying a short prayer as she crosses her blades over her amlet. It then begins to glow a deep blue as she casts cure light wounds on herself.
[1d6+2 = 3]
[1d20+6 = 24]>>121823Silver can proceed to his next turn. 12 damage, One Zebra remaining, and a wounded griffin remaining
>>121830We can go with that roll.... or we can wait
>>121829Again, the griffin tries to concentrate
[1d20+8 = 22]>>121832Once again, Silver aims a swing for the beefed up zebra.
[1d20+3 = 18]>>121829The griffin is most definitely knocked down, down to the ground. But he tries to reach up, and touch Iron
[1d8+1 = 6]>>121833With far less energy than before, he makes contact with Iron. But he
does make contact.
"Bringt unseren Feinden Schmerz"
And another shock. This time, to Iron's barrel
[1d20+4 = 7]>>121829>>121837Khoi smashes at the white robed griffin, for good measure. To keep him down
>>121833Silver slices into the Griffin. And yet, he stands
>>121837Iron's body shakes quite more strongly this time, eyes popping open from the shock, almost threatening to step on the robed griffon before subsiding, thankfully without stepping on his head.
End Round
Midnight 35 damage. Skipping ahead a round, all enemies down
Iron 28 damage, 3 griffins down, one prone and wounded, 1 remaining
Silver 12 damage, 1 wounded griffin, 1 wounded zebra, 3 down
Dark Star 5 damage, one bow griff, one wounded enemy, 2 down
[1d20+3 = 20]>>121839The Griffin with a dagger has a definite fear in his breathing. He swings nevertheless at Iron
[1d3+1 = 2]>>121839>>121841Iron is stabbed into, albeit with less force than as if attacked by a larger griffin
[1d20+8 = 14]>>121834The Zebra, wounded, attacks Silver yet again with a thrust forward. His exhale is labored with a big "huh!"
>>121834From the opposite Direction, a new challenger approaches Dark Star. It's the griffin he wounded earlier, landing elsewhere and going around
>>121842>>121841Briefly glancing back at the stabbing griffon as his flank was stabbed, the native turns his head and headbutted the robed griffon right on his face, making sure this beaked mage was taking a long nap.
[1d20+10 = 17]<Melee attack [1d20+8 = 25]>>121843Silver's armor continues to do its job. He retaliates with another swing.
>>121844Dark Star turns to face his new opponent.
[1d20+1 = 5][1d20+5 = 20]>>121846This Zebra is cut into, damned near cut in half, as his intestines enter upon the floor. Like the griffin next to him, perhaps even more so. Mala, growling through teeth that clasp a sword handle, strikes again at the remaining griffin
Dark Star roll initiative. The +5 is mala's attack, the +1 is the initiative from the other griffin
>>121845He hits alright. He hits.
>>121848With a sickeing crunch, Iron's stone forehead collides with the griffin's beak, before retreating to face the dagger griffon
[1d3+5 = 7]<Damage [1d20+4 = 11]>>121850>>121848>>121849The remaining Griffin, likewise, is cut, and falls down in a blood pile. Mala growls at his fresh kill, the second today Silver has witnessed. No enemies remain around Silver
Dark Star has the draw. But the bowgriff on the floor fires first
[1d20+4 = 21]>>121852>>121850The arrow misses. Dark Star's turn
>>121851With that, he falls out. One griffin remains, But Khoi Swings at her
[1d20+10 = 18]>>121852>>121853Dark Star looses an arrow towards the griffon now in front of him.
Seeing that the rest of the party is mopping up their attackers, Silver points his bloodied sword at the remaining griffons. "He said you were outmatched. Surrender, or you can join your comrades."
Midnight 35 damage. No enemies remain
Iron 30 damage. 1 wounded griffin remains
Silver 12 Damage. No enemies remain.
Dark Star 5 damage. 3 enemies down. 1 remains.
>>121856That griffin was already limping and wounded. He now falls to the ground, stunned.
>>121855Mala growls and shakes, looking as if ready to tear apart creatures. Jubilosa, likewise, points her sword at the group. Khoi, not finished with the attackers before her, concentrates on that.
>>121857>>121851The wounded Griffin near Iron tries to run past him
>>121858Iron uses this opportunity to grab ahold of the griffon, attempting to initiate a grapple.
[1d20+10 = 14]<Introductory melee strike >>121860Ohboi, you'll probably faint.Iron attempts to chokehold the griffon, falling backwards slightly to accomodate for his inability to stand with his two hindlegs.
[1d20+14 = 29]<Grapple check In the Center of the Room, the griffin looks around him at the damage. There is a griffin, caught on fire and fallen down, near the south exit, with two more lying on the ground between the center and the south exit having been shot in the back. In the center of the room, one lays downed from an arrow hit. Up above on the balcony, two are stunned, one of those with a regular arrow stuck in him. Bodies lay elsewhere. The best off are those near Iron, stunned. The worst are the disassembled corpses near Silver.
In the center are some griffins, maybe 10 or so in total, who either did not want to fight or never saw the opportunity to enter. Some of them want to come to the sides to retreat. A few eyeing towards the griffin and the winged pony. None want to go towards Silver, for what the sight of bowls and blood upon the floor do not do for the psychy, the growling, hunchbacked gnoll upon the floor does the rest, and it seems only the scimitar sword in his mouth prevents him from ripping at a griffin's throat.
The red robed griffin acknowledges the set back, but is not out. He stands still for a moment, then says
"Ziehen wir uns hinter einen Schleier zurück"
With this, from the air, in three swiftly assembling vortexes, mist forms, then comes around the griffins, growing to obscure the center of the room - only the center - in a dense fog that cannot be seen through
>>121861He's grappled alright
>>121862With that, he presses on the griffon's neck, making him 'fall asleep' on his arms.
[1d3+5 = 7]<Grapple damage >>121863That's enough for the wounded griffin, who falls down unconscious. Khoi is taken back briefly from her watching of the magic in front of her, to look at Iron's theatrics
>>121862"Вернитесь сюда!" Silver circles around the pillar of fog, towards the unguarded entrance.
>>121865Mala continues growling towards the mist. Then a shape appears from the mist, looking forward
Midnight slumps back, sitting down. The mare is covered in many cars and scrapes, and is breathing heavy.
She takes a minute to pray, and casts cure light would on herself.
[1d8+2 = 6]
>>121864Iron simply dumps the griffon off him, looking strangely at both the mist and the shape appearing from the shadows, hooves ready to pounce whenever the attack comes.
>>121866Silver halts in his tracks, pointing his sword towards the shape. Dark Star draws his bow, and aims for the same object.
>>121867Midnight regains 6 points of health, but is still 29 below where she started, with two serious stab wounds and a number of smaller ones. Jubilosa looks intently at the mist, from cone sounds of talking
Two griffins poke their heads out
>>121869A griffin pokes its head out, looking over more towards the direction of iron after a glance in Silver’s direction
>>121870Silver lowers his sword slightly. "Will you surrender? For what it is worth, you still have our guarantee that you will not be harmed."
>>121870>>121867>>121869>>121871From deeper in can be heard the words,
"Nein, es soll keine Kapitulation geben"
But several more griffins seem to look out in interest of some kind of surrender
>>121871From one side of the mist, a griffin flies out, evidently heading towards a side away from Dark Star
>>121872As a sign of trust, Silver puts his sword back in his sheath.
>>121873Dark Star keeps his bow trained on the griffon as long as he can, just in case.
>>121874Mala too drops his sword.... Just to free up his mouth, which he now uses to spout high pitched yip-barks and growls at the enemies
The other griffin takes off, and lands on the second level on the side opposite Dark Star
>>121873>>121875Iron sees the two griffons fly up towards Dark Star, humming slightly as he looks suspicious about the ordeal.
>>121875Silver trots over to his friend, and pets him between the ears. "It is okay, Mala, you can calm down, now."
>>121875Dark Star keeps an eye on the griffon.
Silver smiles at the gnoll while he pets him. "Good boy."
>>121870Midnight sighs in relief at her healing before standing back up and checking on Jubilosa
>>121877His ears fall down, and he stops barking, though he remains in a growling "attack" stance towards those looking out. Several more peer out.
>>121878This calms him down just a little bit more
>>121876They move up, and seem to run off to a side
>>121878Blue Skies asks:
"Are we going to do something about them?"
>>121879Jubilosa is completely unscathed, as the griffins and zebra that attacked considered Midnight the more pressing target. She, more so than most, seems to want to press forward, and force the surrender
"It feels good, doesn't it? The feel of victory. Of conquest. Of killing" >>121880Dark Star looks down at the griffons peering out of the fog. "We'll take them in alive." He announces to the remaining griffons, "Drop your weapons, and come out of the fog peacefully, and you all have our words that you'll be unharmed."
Silver continues to pet Mala and try to calm him down, so more griffons might leave the fog.
>>121881Midnight breathes another sigh of relief before quickly thinking about, and checking on, Meadows.
>>121880Iron looks warily at the two griffs, unsure of why they're being let hanging, wakling around there instead of getting shot down.
[1d20+4 = 13]>>121882He growls, then stop for a moment, then growls slightly, then stops, and then his tongue comes out
Then....
Swoosh an arrow comes
right for Silver.
Mala yells out in a high pitched bark-yip that sounds nothing like a dog, nor indeed any animal Silver has ever heard
>>121883Meadows, thankfully, is further back, in the hallway. To the right, further down, White Sands peers around a corner. She sits calmly, smoking still another cigarette with a poof of smoke. The same brand Silver smokes, oddly enough.
Meadows is down, to the left, by the bathroom. She still seems kind of out of it. Like she doesn't quite know what's going on. But she knows it's not good. She wobbles forward
"Midnight... are you hurt? You are covered in marks"
>>121884At worst, Iron can pull out and around, going up the stairs to meet them for himself
>>121885"Yes, I am hurt, but I am very relieved to see you are not Meadows."
Midnight looks like a weight has been lifted off her shoulders, despite the cuts covering her body
[1d20+3 = 11]>>121885The arrow, thankfully, is deflected by his armor.
Spot: Silver quickly gets into a defensive posture, and tries to peer through the fog to see who shot at him.
>>121887Vaguely, in front of him there is a silhouette. Mala continues yipping
>>121886All is well for her thus far, and will likely remain that way unless an enemy gets past them and into the hallway.
>>121888Let's hope it stays that way.
Midnight stands in the doorway, looking around
>>121885Iron hums slightly, turning to Khoi.
"Two griffons are in the catwalk," Iron whispers. "What do you think?"
>>121887Upstairs, Blue Skies runs off
>>121889A couple griffins look out. One has shot an arrow at Silver, and Mala is growling and yipping at the veiled foe
>>121890"Are they running away, looking for help, or for cached weapons?"
She asks back
>>121888He calls out to the other griffons. "Let me make one guess: your leader, who ordered one dozen of your friends and comrades into battle, while hiding like coward in middle of those of you who did not want to fight, and is ordering you to not surrender, was who just fired that arrow."
>>121891"That's the worst part," Iron reports. "I have no idea what they're doing, but they're not getting shot by either Dark Star nor Skies."
>>121892None reply. Only "
Yeep Yip Yeep Yip" for a moment. Then, in Ponish
"
Come in yourself"
>>121893"Do you want me to go check it?"
>>121894Silver lets out a sigh. "You do realize that means we can not guarantee you will be unharmed, yes?"
>>121894Iron cocks his brow, before nodding. "Do. I'll stay here in case any fools try to rush here."
>>121896Khoi nods, then goes off.
>>121895No response
>>121889>>121895>>121896Two Griffins run off towards the South exit. This is the exit that has a pool of fire around it, but no pony guarding it. To the right of Silver, to the left of Midnight, and opposite Iron (Iron likely cannot see it)
[1d20 = 17]>>121897Silver draws his sword, and approaches the fog. "Your choice."
Before he arrives, however, Dark Star aims a lit thrown firebomb towards the middle of the fog.
>>121897>low HP>guarding MeadowsI'll let Silver take this one, but Midnight holds her weapns at the ready, just incase
>>121897Iron simply stands guard, unaware of the escaping future convicts on the other side, scanning the area for any sort of unwarranted rushing.
>>121898Now
This is effective. The center does not immediately clear up, for what is burned away is replaced by smoke. But it produces an
immediate deluge of griffins, running towards Iron, Jubilosa, and Midnight.
Mala Jumps out and runs towards the side
[1d20+2 = 11]>>121901Strength: Silver tries to intercept and tackle a fleeing Griffon.
[1d20+10 = 29]>>121903Dark Star aims at a different fleeing griffon, and shoots an arrow at them.
>>121903Silver lands on one, before Mala gets to her, while Mala gets to another
>>121904>>121905Hit. And. Downed
>>121901Iron slowly walk backwards, swiping a hoof at one of the fleeing griffons non-lethally.
[1d20+10 = 12]<Melee Strike >>121901Midnight sighs before striking out at one of the ones running by her.
S:
[1d20+7 = 19]
D:
[1d20+7 = 20]
[1d20+10 = 30]>>121906Silver tries to keep the griffon pinned while he hogties her.
Dark Star shoots at another, with a massive grin on his face.
>>121909>>121907Hit
>>121908>>121907>>121905A couple more griffins raise their foreclaws
"Greife nicht an! Greife nicht an!"
>>121911>>121909Another one, shot and falls down
>>121908Midnight hits the fleeing Griffin, who herself has a robe partly covered in fuel oil and flame, strewing blood across the floor as she trips and falls down, leaving a trail of blood
>>121912Iron's hoof clashes with a random griffin, hoping to keep him in place after that blow
[1d3+5 = 7]<DamageWith that, Iron stomps his hooves, attempting to intimdate the fleeing griffs.
"
Lay down on the ground and I'll ensure you'll not be beaten up!"
[1d20+9 = 23]<Intimidate check [1d20+10 = 19]>>121912Intimidate: Dark Star shouts out to the crowd. "
ON THE GROUND, NOW!"
Silver tries to herd the griffons away from the exit.
[1d20+5 = 21]>>121914>>121916>>121911From inside, towards the middle, a flaming robe is cast down and aside.
"Greife ihn mit deiner Kraft an"
With this materializes a green, twisted sword. Like a more massive version of the curved daggers. The ethereal greation, transluscent and hovering, strikes over towards Silver
>>121914Two of them comply immediately. Actually, he's rolling on the ground. Tying to put out the fire
>>121916She falls down, and starts croaking. Jubilosa seems horrified at this scene
>>121917Several more do so, though it looks like Midnight and Mala have already killed a couple females as they fled. More than a couple are covered in burning fuel oil, and stand trying to pull the robes off