Game: Blades of Git'riban : Primal State

[Sorry about the delay, don't know how I managed to overlook this ] 

"Yes, every one is accounted for, even you and your headache, so we were already in proceedings of making our way out.."Dear Rish-i-chal" This being said by Ii'Jyka in a very sarcastic tone...as if she finds it more then humorous that one minute ago he was out cold, and now he seems ready to "take command" (as if he is even the proper one to do so)

Na follows the group, keeping in contact with her fellow Jade brothers and sisters. (Ideally, the damaged skiff would be one of the ones picking the group up, since it's useless.) 

Du’minh keeps wary of yuan-ti troops that might come they way, while fixing his planned destination for one of the skiffs that can take three githyanki. He offer to bring with him any two, except that he specifically excludes Ii’Jyka’Vaar.

OOC

Considering the circumstances, I guess Du will settle for passive aggressiveness for now.

At the mention of the Band of Copper from Ya'shenn Kirath's face falls and a haunted look takes the light from his eyes. The light then comes back again with the burn of hate as he looks upon the Graith that protected the Enemy. He mutters "You will all burn for your transgressions"  

With no thought of his own safety the tiny warlock of the Copper Ring takes flight and brandishes his wand of fireballs and lets loose a charge from the slender piece of wood with a scream of the command word "Inferno!" He aims it at the largest group of yuan-ti hoping to kill as many as possible before dimension dooring into the first available skiff.

(OOC I know Kirath will draw alot of missle fire from this just remember he still has up his Entropic Warding=25% miss chance for all missle weapons fired against him)

 Her psychic ability to psychicaly teleport at almost full strength, (OOC: 4 d-doors left) Na will take anyone who seems short on teleprts, starting with K'tch. If everyone is not aboard at that point, Na will return for annother gith. Ideally, she travels with the remanants of Jade on their skiff. The damage should make it fairly obvious.

[Alright, I guess that means Ha'kan'a goes with Du and Ya, since Ar'dru is too big to fit? (unless Na or Ar'dru also brings Ha'kan'a along)]

[ooc - Ar'dru won't carry Ii he considers Du'minh's refusal of aid to be an appropriate retort to the earlier slight and will support his battle-brother in this. He has also not forgotten Ii's earlier dismissal of him as a mount or somesuch.]

 Ar'dru manifests his concealing amorpha again and shoots off towards the nearest skiff that looks like it can hold Ha'kana and himself.

During the flight he deliberately positions his body to take any incoming missiles rather than allowing them to hit the wounded gith.

Du’minh observes the rest of his companions depart for their escape route; Gy-Nath with Sark’ja and Kitiir, Kirath on his own, Ar’dru with Ha’kan’a, and Na’rai with K’tch. Despite the hail of arrows drawn towards their vicinity from Kirath's assault the Rish does not seem to fully act on the urgency of the situation, as would be expected from his usual vigilance.

He does, however, have a look revealing his principles to be weighed against... other considerations, when he faces the psion.

~I will not take matters of honor lightly, Ya’shenn. That’s part of who I am, of what I am… But there is no denying your insight. These are different times and recent events have opened my eyes to new values.

Du’minh turns to fix a glare at Ii’Jyka’Vaar.

“If you want to live, dear knight-chal, take my hand. Next time you sully my honor, however, I will finish what you started when you first sought me out.”

 Ii'Jyka'Vaar seems unimpressed, and nods ever so slight to acknowledge your comment, then proceeds to touch your hand, not to actually hold it fast, but just to touch her palm on your back of the hand.

Her hand's touch seems frost, she feels like ice... but black ice...

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Na acknowledges the members of her once-warband with a nod. She sets Ha'kan'a down on the skiff's floor away from any more incoming fire, and then moves herself away as well (By Sthar at the helm), avoiding wasting her arrows even though it had been quite a while since she was so pressed for amunition. 

She leaves K'tch be, sensing his bride is wounded enough, and he isn't desperate for help anyway.  

Kirath through his mindlink with Geb (the raid coordiantor) gives the order to drop all illithid and yuan-ti heads taken in the raid. "To show these Graith and all others who deem to harbor the Enemy of our people will result in total eradication!" 

With a self satisfied sigh Kirath watches the enclave of the yuan-ti that were protecting the midflayers go up in flames. He smiles and gives the order to go back to base.

[?  Should be Gy-Nath/Sark'ja/Kitiir; Du'minh/Ya'shenn/Ii; Na'rai/K'tch/Ha'kan'a; Kirath; Ar'dru.]

[I think Weishan's 'leaves K'tch be' in a later post simply means that she doesn't bother the bard after they're aboard the skiff, since the bard doesn't need healing like Ha'kan'a does.]

[Let me know if I'm abusing the powers of the control skull. Ya'shenn intends to make thorough use of them!]

Once she has the use of the control skull, Ya'shenn extends her (much-expanded) psionic senses to take a clairvoyant 'look around,' keeping track of the yuan-ti wyvern-riders -- not to mention ballistae. She makes brief telepathic contact with each member of their informal warband, mainly to make sure that everyone is well -- or, in the case of Kirath, not.

Ya'shenn sends to the coordinator alone: ~I have some small healing ability and may be able to assist, once the situation allows. To do so would leave this vessel without a pilot, however. Ya'shenn is not eager to expose herself to yuan-ti poison (much less that of their pet snakes), especially in her nearly drained state, but it is something of an occupational hazard for a psi-healer.

As the yuan-ti prepare to attack, the psion sets out certain objects, intending them for use by either herself, the Rish-i-Chal or the knight, should they be useful: the alchemist's fire, the psi-grenade, and one of her crossbows. Ya'shenn devotes a portion of her consciousness to providing Du'minh and Ii'Jyka'Vaar with a more thorough 'picture' of the battlefield than the narrow arrow-slits provide, with the specific intent of aiding the two warriors in more precise targeting (without overwhelming them with data). As she pilots the skiff, Ya'shenn concentrates on defending the skiffs and brigs as ordered, providing her siblings with good angles for bowshots as much as possible.

Should she have the time and mental energy to spare among these other tasks, Ya'shenn selects a likely yuan-ti rider and reaches unkindly into its reptilian mind, strongly projecting hesitation and self-doubt into the warrior's emotional state. In a particularly cold and authoritative mind-voice she sends to it:

~You yuan-ti are brave enough, but fools you remain! You, who so blindly serve the mind flayers! The illithid respect no one! Don't you know what they will do to you once they have used you up -- once they feel even a momentary hunger?

She sends a thoroughly detailed mental image of mind flayers feasting on the living brains of yuan-ti.

[If the control skull allows it, Ya'shenn will establish mindlinks with all (conscious) party members. Telempathic Projection on a likely yuan-ti, with the goal being to at least unsettle him/her thoroughly. The control skull allows Ya'shenn to telepathically taunt opponents, right?]

[OK, no mindlinks then.  I don't think she needs to burn a use of clairvoyance yet -- just using the normal (extra)sensory abilities of the control skull to look around.]

[Initiative]

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Though taken back by the improbable head impalement of their pilot, Du’minh does not think twice about Ya’shenn seizing control and fully exploits the information she feeds them.

He kneels down by an arrowslit that gives him a good vantage point for the incoming wyverns, and nocks an arrow on his bowstring to be fired as soon as the creature is within reasonable range.

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“Are you in contact with the captains of the brigs?” he shouts back to Ya'shenn.

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“If one of these beasts closes in, I’m taking a little stroll outside to get some fresh air,” he replies with a wink.

“I’d rather avoid being shot out of the sky by friendly fire from heavy war machines if I were to, say, preoccupy myself with… wildlife domestication.”

OOC

To guess from Ya'shenn's expression, as she concentrates on the control skull, the psion appears to actually be giving serious consideration to the Rish-i-Chal's suggested tactic of 'wyvern domestication.'  Du'minh hears once again in his mind:

~Be mindful of poison under such circumstances.  I will relay the message.

Through the mental connection, Du'minh can sense the psion's concern for his continued good health.

[Ya'shenn will relay any communications needed to prevent problems with friendly fire, presumably through Kirath's coordinator.  Ya'shenn has two teleports remaining, so she might even be able to teleport Du'minh if he were to be poisoned, or anything... But it would be quite a stunt.]

[Intimidate:  +4 Charisma bonus, +2 skill synergy with Bluff, +1 telempathic projection, + any situational bonuses]