Rise of the Monster Lords PF campaign

[spriter1]

Seeing everything she wanted to see, Ailbe goes to get out of sight of the guards, before attempting to go into a back alley, change her appearance and climb up on top of a roof where she is still a bit hidden from the guards, not that it matters with looking different, but also so she gets a clear shot at the gate and so her acquaintances can see her. So, with that she pulls out her bow and notches an arrow, before firing to hit the guard sitting down.

(Climb +4, Stealth +8, Ranged AB +4)

[Meep Meepersons]

Spriter: Your arrow sores silently through the ever darkening sky and hits the guard solidly in the chest and he gasps as he falls back in his chair, writhing in pain before shouting in agony, "I'm hit, pull it out! Aaah!" 5 damage.

[Albedo28]

Seeing the gate still unopened and hearing the scream Allen charges forward and calls over his shoulder, "Gor'thol! Get the gate open. Barthony, Take to the sky and give her some support. Let's earn ourselves a village!" He yells as he readies his massive sword and charges the gate. Seeing the small man-sized door nearby he slashes at the door seeing just how sturdy it is. Perhaps it would be faster than waiting for the gate to be held open.
(Attack +7, 3d6+7 damage on hit)

[That_One_Guy]

Gor'Thol smiled, "Gor'Thol likes the idea." He said and charged forward with a mighty roar and gets to the gate to begin lifting it up.

(Strength +10, Intimidate +12)

[spriter1]

As soon as her arrow hits her mark and she sees the group beginning to move out, Ailbe aims then for the rope, deciding to give them an easier time at opening the thing meanwhile stopping the villagers from opening it themselves.
(+4 to hit, 1D6 on hit)

[Meep Meepersons]

Albedo: The door splinters as your blade crashes into it, but you don't quite crack it open, maybe another strike will do it, or a good shoulder charge. MEanwhile on the otherside you hear a shrill man shreek coming from the uninjured guard on the other side. You can tell it's the uninjured one as the one with the arrow in his chest is still whining about the arrow, still lodged in his breast.

Spriter: You see the standing guard fall to his butt when he witnesses a massive blade crash through the door on the gate. He soils himself before scrambling to his feet and running deeper into the village. The injured man simply tries to crawl away desperately, but only making small headway. Your Arrow sings as it flies to it's mark and cuts the rope, making the orcs job easier.

ToG: You easily lift the door and in the process help your leader dislodge his blade from the door he attempted to smash through. The guard crawling away sees your roar as you lift the gate single handedly without any help and passes out after wetting himself. Things were looking pretty easy so far.

[spriter1]

Ailbe lets herself have a little smile as she watches the guards freak out over what is happening, with it hardly wavering as she watches the other guard letting it. thus, she is quick to notch another arrow and take aim again, wanting to make it at least harder for the man to run away.

(+4 to hit, 1D6 on hit)

[Albedo28]

Nodding to Gor'Thol, Allen moves his way to the nearest house and pulls on the handle. If he finds it locked he'll strike at it with his great sword and then finish off the door with a powerful bite if need be. Either way he'd call out, "Welcome your new masters graciously and we'll not kill the lot of you!" before entering the home he'd motion for Gor'Thol to take the next and check the skies for the vampire. Surely she'd need no direction at this point.

(attack +7, damage 3d6+7 and attack +5 1d6+7, Diplomacy roll +8 to bring any commoners within to his line of thinking.)

[That_One_Guy]

Gor'Thol smiled, letting the gate down and rushed towards the house next to the one Allen was attacking, "Gor'Thol the Conqueror demands you open this door!" He screamed but brought his axe up and slammed it through the door to break it down, "Gor'Thol commands you all to bow and beg your new Orc master!"

(Attack +11, Intimidate +12)

[MelissaB]

Muttering Elizabeth followed them turning into her gaseous form to fly over the wall then descend on the other side turning back into her physical form. drawing her rapier and shield she begins to follow her companions in raiding the village, Chasing after strays that are running and fleeing in the streets, hunting down the nearest target to feast upon.

[Meep Meepersons]

Albedo: Your sword makes swift work of the feebly locked door and you enter over the thin pile of splintered wood that was now the door, and gaze in upon a mature woman and her older husband huttled next to their fire place in fear. Though they don't actually welcome you they also do not make any attempts or indication of resistance. Clearly they were not expecting a dragon man to smash their door into tiny pieces with a giant slab of metal. You see basic wooden furniture and a few silver baubles, likely heirlooms or something they brought with them. You do however notice that the lights were not fire, but glowing crystals.

Spriter: Your arrow htis the man in the back and her falls flat on his face after stumbling from the pain of an arrow sticking into his back. Clearly these guards were push overs. 4 damage.

ToG: Your axe easily smashes the door and instead of begging you get the head-splitting shreek of young woman who clapses backwards into the arms of a crouching young man. You notice a tool-bench and various parts to unfinished sets of armor laying about. The man, white with fear at being slain due to his wifes screaming clasps his hand across her mouth as he looks at you in terror. She goes silent for a moment at the sudden hand across clapping onto her mouth before sobbing into it with closed watery eyes.

Mel: Rather then wasting time going over the wall you decide to rather just slip between the logs and reform on the other side. Sniffing the air and listening to the screams that slowly start to rise through the ever darkening village you descend upon the poor towns folk scrambling from their homes only to be blocked at the gate that is now no longer capable of moving by human hands alone. The door, thanks to the failed attempt of being smashed to pieces, was now no longer capable of opening and was still too steardy for any of the people trying to escape to open or break, their walls and gates meant to protect them now trapping them inside, sealing their fate. Some collapse and others run to find a place to hide while the rest continue fruitlessly to open the gate. You spot several prospective targets. One is a young petite woman, nearly flat chested with fare skin. She is huddled under the table the guards were playing cards at. The second girl has long silken blond hair and a nice hourglass figure. This one seems a bit less poor then the rest, perhaps the chiefs daughter or something. She runs off deeper into the town, likely looking for a place to hide. And the third was a nun with mature curves and a cute bubble butt that her habit was failing to hide utterly. She seems to be trying to rally some of the men to smash the busted up door in the gate so they can escape, though their efforts prove fruitless still. You don't really see any good looking men and the rest of the women are either old or very unattractive. Now all you have to do is pick and choose.

[That_One_Guy]

Looking at the two, Thor'Gol smled, seeing the armor and the woman and the man, "You two, do you want to live?" He asked, pointing his meaty fingers at the two, "Thor'Gol wll let you both leave, but you will make me better armor,...and your woman will pleasure me." He said, "either of you displease Thor'Gol, I will kill the other right in front of them...slowly...is that clear?" He said, intimidatingly, walking closer, the woman would make a good slut for him, he'd break her in and make her his and when the man was done with his armor and she turns him away, he'll kill him.

(intimidate+12)

[MelissaB]

Spying the different targets she smiles to herself before noticing the holy woman and grinning from ear to ear makes her move, running after that particular target with eagerness and hunger for more than thrist, to take one of faith and subject them to her whims. "I'll never taste finer." She whispers to herself as she moves to chase the woman. "You're mine!" She hisses baring her fangs and lunging at the nunish looking woman intent of trying to grab her.

(Grapple check)

[Meep Meepersons]

ToG: The man manages to swallow his fear and clench a fist, moving in front of his spouse. "Leave my wife alone and I'll make as many weapons and armor you want!" He negotiates, his face sweaty with fear, his eyes nearly swallowed up in his own fear. This one had a stronger heart then you expected.

Mel: You are upon the poor clergy woman in a swift moment, and you grab her from behind. She shreeks and attempts to slap you, and does, then her eyes go wide and her face screws with terror as she sees your pale features that you never bothered to hide. She struggles faintly againts you before plunging her hand into the collar of her habit, pulling a pendant from her her cleavage before presenting it firmly in your face. You hiss loudly and reel back from the strongly presented holy symbol. "I'll keep her back, keep trying to open that door, we must escape!" She says as firmly as she can muster given the dire situation. Failed will DC 25.

[That_One_Guy]

Gor'Thol glared at him, walking up slowly and menacingly to him, a towering hulk of flesh and muscles, "You make Gor'Thol armor or weapons better than what he's carrying, and Gor'Thol would think about it." He told them, "They no good, I'll kill you in front of her and then rape her in front of your carcass." He told him, "Get to work, I will attack others, you try to leave, Gor'Thol won't be merciful." He told them and left, heading towards the next building to break down, slamming his heavy foot against the weak door.
(strength +10)

[Meep Meepersons]

ToG: The man looks at you seriously, though he tries his hardest to hide his fear, he manages to not let it freeze him up and he nods in agreement. As soon as you leave you can here the jangle and clanking of tools shifting in a box hastily hoisted. You make your way to the neiboring house and kick the door. The latch is smashed in one hit and you hear a crunch as the door cracks in several places, but it doesn't fall. You suspect it was reinforced recently, probably by a chair or table or something. No matter, you simply kick the door in again and it splits in half horizontally and folds over a dresser! You shove the hard wood clothes box in and off to the side as you enter the domicile. You see various animal parts, skins, bones, drying meat. You recognize the style of the home as that of a hunter's. A small bolt sticks into your shoulder and you grunt. 2 damage. It barely feels like love bite to you and your scarred flesh. Tracing he projectile back to it's source, you spy another young man, barely in adult hood holding a hunting crossbow a tad to big for his hands, how he managed to hit you at all was surprising. Behind him on the floor clutching a pregnant belly is a much older mature woman, The boy drops the large cross bow and brandishes a wood splitting ax at you, currently, he stands behind an upturned wooden table. He obviously had no intentions of escaping or surrendering. You guess he's either brave, stupid, or both.

[That_One_Guy]

Gor'Thol barely groaned as he was hit by the crossbow and looked over at the person that shot him, he glared and walked over to him, raising his axe far over his head and slammed it down on him, hoping to slice him in half and then leave him to plan what to do with the pregnant woman.

(attack+12, damage 1d12)

[spriter1]

Ailbe sat atop her roof and smirked as she watched the other three go at it, with the cleric and orc doing what it looked like they were supposed to, and the vampire... *sigh* tackled a nun and was having trouble.
<Well then, I think it's time to help out...>
With that, Ailbe aimed and fired her bow in order to hit the nun's symbol, hoping to destroy it and let the vampire have her fun.
(+4 to hit, 1D6 damage. You prob know by now anyway.)

[Meep Meepersons]

ToG: You swing your ax with great might and you miss! How could you possibly miss! "Mother, run away!" He barks as the corner of your ax's blade just barely misses his skin as it cuts through his tunic and the chainmail shirt beneath it, exposing his slender but toned form, and breasts? It's a girl! This actually surprises you as your ax crushes the table between you two into a pile of kindling. Said pile is swiftly stepped upon as the girl steps forward into a vicious swing with her own axe, and it strikes you in the chest, deeply! You are in awe and likely furious at the prospect of being wounded so severely by a commoner, a female one at that! As the ax is pulled free from your chest followed by spatters of blood you notice the muffler hiding her ears slips now that there wasn't much holding it up since you destroyed her shirt and armor, half-elf! The pregnant woman is not nearly as brave as her half-breed daughter and can only cower in fear, clutching her unborn child. Take 8 Damage.

Spriter: You narrow your eyes and take swift and perfect aim! You loose instantly and your arrow flies without a sound. It flies straighter then you've ever seen yourself aim before. Your arrow strikes the symbol exactly where you pictured and you smirk as the cheap pendant is sunder in have and ripped no only from her hand but also her neck. All this without even scratching the nun. The pendant lies inert and useless on the dusty packed earth. The nun gasps and terror once again plagues her visage as she reels back from the sudden arrow ripping away her one and only defense against her fate. Your smirk in satisfaction and nearly grin in pride at such a splendid shot. Nat 20

Mel: As the pendant breaks you feel relief and no longer repulsed by the holy pendant, your advance is no longer hindered.

[That_One_Guy]

The Orc groaned from the attack and, growling, let out a ferocious roar and then attacked her with the flat part of the axe, swinging at her head to knock her unconscious. He would subdue her, make sure that her mother wasn't going to try anything, and then punish her with his orc cock until she was thoroughly broken.

(intimidate +12, Non-lethal attack)