("I want you guys to each roll me a check with a bonus equal to your proficiency bonus + one ability score of your choice that you would use in a combat scenario. Then write a description of one important thing you did in the fight.")
Prof bonus +3 + Cha bonus +3 so d20 +6
= 14
Ember would cast Sacred Flame for 2d8 radiant damage (dex save 14) and empowered spell metamagic to reroll 1s & 2s
("I want you guys to each roll me a check with a bonus equal to your proficiency bonus + one ability score of your choice that you would use in a combat scenario. Then write a description of one important thing you did in the fight.")
Prof bonus +3 + Cha bonus +3 so d20 +6
= 14
Ember would cast Sacred Flame for 2d8 radiant damage (dex save 14) and empowered spell metamagic to reroll 1s & 2s
Artan goes to respond to Emilia when the cart is stopped. Seeing the creature appear he sends a bolt of starlight towards the creature, illuminating it to make the next attack easier. If the combat would take more than one round, he fires off motes of starlight at the creature for the rest of the fight.
This post has potentially manipulated dice roll results.
Awaits eagerly, but stops once she spots the mutant creature lurching towards the card, she stops dead in her tracks and jolts up. "Good heavens--!" She holds her hand on her heart out of shock, but does regain her composure. For the encounter, she merely hangs back and offers prayers in the form of healing words to the party throughout the encounter, along the occasional gust of wind to keep the beast back.
Beshlog hefts his axe and begins to sing a low war song (since this is one beast, he doesn't actually activate the Blade Song class feature, he's just singing for dramatic effect). He then strikes the creature with all his might, casting booming blade to empower his attack with the fury of a storm.
An easy victory, really. Assualted by gusts of wind, bursts of thunder, radiant fire, & motes of starlight, the creature was handily defeated, its twisted body melting into a pile of goo. With that, the small rabbit/squirrel hybrid looks up at you. It does not speak, and yet something in its wide eyes suggests gratitude, as if it were sentient. It is very cute, so cute you think you might die.
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
Hi, I'm Raccoon_Master,The Rocket Raccoon/Trashcan Tactician (as appointed by Drummer). Pronouns They/Them/Theirs.
My Characters: Brorminthe Crusher; Discoverythe Keeper; Theathe Scoundrel; Jorvirthe Weaver; Threlan,the Speaker; Zolyathe Inspired; Penley the Devourer;
"Do rabbits and squirrels commonly get frisky with each other here? Would we be better blasting this hybrid or are they ok? Anyone got a detect evil handy?"
"Do rabbits and squirrels commonly get frisky with each other here? Would we be better blasting this hybrid or are they ok? Anyone got a detect evil handy?"
The Squabbit looks at you, eyes wide in fear. it looks at the other party members, as if to say "are you going to murder me?" It's small furry body quakes in fear.
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
Hi, I'm Raccoon_Master,The Rocket Raccoon/Trashcan Tactician (as appointed by Drummer). Pronouns They/Them/Theirs.
My Characters: Brorminthe Crusher; Discoverythe Keeper; Theathe Scoundrel; Jorvirthe Weaver; Threlan,the Speaker; Zolyathe Inspired; Penley the Devourer;
The little creature looks at Beshlog. it does not nod it's head, but rather approaches slowly towards the hulking goliath. It looks deep into Beshlog's eyes, it's wide-eyed gaze charming and hopeful. it reaches two little paws up, as if a child asking for a ride from their father.
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
Hi, I'm Raccoon_Master,The Rocket Raccoon/Trashcan Tactician (as appointed by Drummer). Pronouns They/Them/Theirs.
My Characters: Brorminthe Crusher; Discoverythe Keeper; Theathe Scoundrel; Jorvirthe Weaver; Threlan,the Speaker; Zolyathe Inspired; Penley the Devourer;
Seeing it tremble, Ember says: "Wait?! Can you understandme?" to the creature.
"And no, I don't WANT to hurt the Rascal, which seems good name for a rabi-squirrel. But Grandmother taught me the easiest way to get the drop on someone is to disguise as something they trust. Like an adorable fluffball. Can anyone cast "Detect Poison & Disease" to make sure he's not a Rabid rabi-squirrel? Or at least, are you OK with a bath, Rascal?" She asks the last question of the creature.
(nature check of 9 rolled in game log. Has she ever heard of a Rabi-squirrel?)
Emilia watches intently at the small creature, with a slightly scornful gaze. "I'm siding with Miss LaRouge on this one. I'd recommend staying cautious of this little monster, considering the beast we have slain just a moment ago." She sternly huffs, waving her hand towards the rabi-squirrel.
"I haven't often seen the beasts travel alone. This could have been a ruse, so maybe we should be cautious. But being cautious doesn't mean we can't help it until such a point that it tries to harm us. I have saved bandits from beasts before. And they repaid me not robbed me. A little kindness can go a long way."
Artan does not make a move to get close to the creature, but he also makes no attempt at violence.
Rascall (As that seems its name) happily squeaks and climbs up Beshlog's arms, curling around his neck as if a snake of of those rich people wear.
Ember, your best guess is that this fuzzy little guy was sadly warped by The Twisting (which is the in-world name for that disease that causes mutations.) or a wizard did it. usually Wizard-Made Creatures have a small sigil on them denoting the wizard that created them.
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
Hi, I'm Raccoon_Master,The Rocket Raccoon/Trashcan Tactician (as appointed by Drummer). Pronouns They/Them/Theirs.
My Characters: Brorminthe Crusher; Discoverythe Keeper; Theathe Scoundrel; Jorvirthe Weaver; Threlan,the Speaker; Zolyathe Inspired; Penley the Devourer;
Emilia turns to Artan, quirking her eyebrow up in a bit of confusion, but completely understanding of what he's saying. With a slight pause, she sighs. "Hm... I suppose so, the little thing is strangely adorable." She then turns to Ember. "But please keep it away from my things. I do not want to catch the rodent crawling through my pack or my robes."
"If you feel it starting to grip tighter to your neck, let us know immediately." he then turns to Rascal, "If you behave yourself, you may stay with us. But be warned, we will be heading into dangerous places with many more creatures like the one chasing you. So we can't promise you safety"
Ember raises an eyebrow at it's heroic pose. "Well, you're determined to earn the name Rascal, aren't you? Let's head on to the wizard. Maybe he's got Detect Disease, and Evil, and can tell if Rascal is a baby of that." (gestures at former eldritch horror)
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
To post a comment, please login or register a new account.
("I want you guys to each roll me a check with a bonus equal to your proficiency bonus + one ability score of your choice that you would use in a combat scenario. Then write a description of one important thing you did in the fight.")
Prof bonus +3 + Cha bonus +3 so d20 +6
= 14
Ember would cast Sacred Flame for 2d8 radiant damage (dex save 14) and empowered spell metamagic to reroll 1s & 2s
9
Spending a sorcery point to re-roll the 1 = 3
Artan goes to respond to Emilia when the cart is stopped. Seeing the creature appear he sends a bolt of starlight towards the creature, illuminating it to make the next attack easier. If the combat would take more than one round, he fires off motes of starlight at the creature for the rest of the fight.
Combat check (Wis): 27
After joining more my signature got out of hand so I am now a proud member of the extended signature club!! :)
Awaits eagerly, but stops once she spots the mutant creature lurching towards the card, she stops dead in her tracks and jolts up. "Good heavens--!" She holds her hand on her heart out of shock, but does regain her composure. For the encounter, she merely hangs back and offers prayers in the form of healing words to the party throughout the encounter, along the occasional gust of wind to keep the beast back.
Combat Check (Wis): 18
Combat check (Int): 21
Beshlog hefts his axe and begins to sing a low war song (since this is one beast, he doesn't actually activate the Blade Song class feature, he's just singing for dramatic effect). He then strikes the creature with all his might, casting booming blade to empower his attack with the fury of a storm.
An easy victory, really. Assualted by gusts of wind, bursts of thunder, radiant fire, & motes of starlight, the creature was handily defeated, its twisted body melting into a pile of goo. With that, the small rabbit/squirrel hybrid looks up at you. It does not speak, and yet something in its wide eyes suggests gratitude, as if it were sentient. It is very cute, so cute you think you might die.
Hi, I'm Raccoon_Master, The Rocket Raccoon/Trashcan Tactician (as appointed by Drummer). Pronouns They/Them/Theirs.
My Characters: Brormin the Crusher; Discovery the Keeper; Thea the Scoundrel; Jorvir the Weaver; Threlan, the Speaker; Zolya the Inspired; Penley the Devourer;
DMing: Dark God's Dread; Raccoon's Strixhaven, Dungeon of The Dead Mage
Join the Anything but the OGL 2.0 Thread!
EXTENDED SIGNATUR
"Do rabbits and squirrels commonly get frisky with each other here? Would we be better blasting this hybrid or are they ok? Anyone got a detect evil handy?"
The Squabbit looks at you, eyes wide in fear. it looks at the other party members, as if to say "are you going to murder me?" It's small furry body quakes in fear.
Hi, I'm Raccoon_Master, The Rocket Raccoon/Trashcan Tactician (as appointed by Drummer). Pronouns They/Them/Theirs.
My Characters: Brormin the Crusher; Discovery the Keeper; Thea the Scoundrel; Jorvir the Weaver; Threlan, the Speaker; Zolya the Inspired; Penley the Devourer;
DMing: Dark God's Dread; Raccoon's Strixhaven, Dungeon of The Dead Mage
Join the Anything but the OGL 2.0 Thread!
EXTENDED SIGNATUR
Beshlog shoots Ember a glare.
"You seriously want to hurt this poor little guy? Come on, it's adorable!"
He pauses, and gets down on one knee to look at the little fellow more closely.
"That said... I have no idea what you are, little friend. Are you able to understand us? Nod if you can."
The little creature looks at Beshlog. it does not nod it's head, but rather approaches slowly towards the hulking goliath. It looks deep into Beshlog's eyes, it's wide-eyed gaze charming and hopeful. it reaches two little paws up, as if a child asking for a ride from their father.
Hi, I'm Raccoon_Master, The Rocket Raccoon/Trashcan Tactician (as appointed by Drummer). Pronouns They/Them/Theirs.
My Characters: Brormin the Crusher; Discovery the Keeper; Thea the Scoundrel; Jorvir the Weaver; Threlan, the Speaker; Zolya the Inspired; Penley the Devourer;
DMing: Dark God's Dread; Raccoon's Strixhaven, Dungeon of The Dead Mage
Join the Anything but the OGL 2.0 Thread!
EXTENDED SIGNATUR
Beshlog hesitates a moment... then gently takes the creature's paws.
"It's alright," he says soothingly. "No one here wants to hurt you... well... except maybe Ember over there."
Seeing it tremble, Ember says: "Wait?! Can you understand me?" to the creature.
"And no, I don't WANT to hurt the Rascal, which seems good name for a rabi-squirrel. But Grandmother taught me the easiest way to get the drop on someone is to disguise as something they trust. Like an adorable fluffball. Can anyone cast "Detect Poison & Disease" to make sure he's not a Rabid rabi-squirrel? Or at least, are you OK with a bath, Rascal?" She asks the last question of the creature.
(nature check of 9 rolled in game log. Has she ever heard of a Rabi-squirrel?)
Emilia watches intently at the small creature, with a slightly scornful gaze. "I'm siding with Miss LaRouge on this one. I'd recommend staying cautious of this little monster, considering the beast we have slain just a moment ago." She sternly huffs, waving her hand towards the rabi-squirrel.
"I haven't often seen the beasts travel alone. This could have been a ruse, so maybe we should be cautious. But being cautious doesn't mean we can't help it until such a point that it tries to harm us. I have saved bandits from beasts before. And they repaid me not robbed me. A little kindness can go a long way."
Artan does not make a move to get close to the creature, but he also makes no attempt at violence.
After joining more my signature got out of hand so I am now a proud member of the extended signature club!! :)
Rascall (As that seems its name) happily squeaks and climbs up Beshlog's arms, curling around his neck as if a snake of of those rich people wear.
Ember, your best guess is that this fuzzy little guy was sadly warped by The Twisting (which is the in-world name for that disease that causes mutations.) or a wizard did it. usually Wizard-Made Creatures have a small sigil on them denoting the wizard that created them.
Hi, I'm Raccoon_Master, The Rocket Raccoon/Trashcan Tactician (as appointed by Drummer). Pronouns They/Them/Theirs.
My Characters: Brormin the Crusher; Discovery the Keeper; Thea the Scoundrel; Jorvir the Weaver; Threlan, the Speaker; Zolya the Inspired; Penley the Devourer;
DMing: Dark God's Dread; Raccoon's Strixhaven, Dungeon of The Dead Mage
Join the Anything but the OGL 2.0 Thread!
EXTENDED SIGNATUR
Emilia turns to Artan, quirking her eyebrow up in a bit of confusion, but completely understanding of what he's saying. With a slight pause, she sighs. "Hm... I suppose so, the little thing is strangely adorable." She then turns to Ember. "But please keep it away from my things. I do not want to catch the rodent crawling through my pack or my robes."
"If you feel it starting to grip tighter to your neck, let us know immediately." he then turns to Rascal, "If you behave yourself, you may stay with us. But be warned, we will be heading into dangerous places with many more creatures like the one chasing you. So we can't promise you safety"
After joining more my signature got out of hand so I am now a proud member of the extended signature club!! :)
Rascall stands on Beshlogs shoulder, puffing out its chest and looking up towards the sky in a heroic pose. it is not afraid in the slightest.
Hi, I'm Raccoon_Master, The Rocket Raccoon/Trashcan Tactician (as appointed by Drummer). Pronouns They/Them/Theirs.
My Characters: Brormin the Crusher; Discovery the Keeper; Thea the Scoundrel; Jorvir the Weaver; Threlan, the Speaker; Zolya the Inspired; Penley the Devourer;
DMing: Dark God's Dread; Raccoon's Strixhaven, Dungeon of The Dead Mage
Join the Anything but the OGL 2.0 Thread!
EXTENDED SIGNATUR
Ember raises an eyebrow at it's heroic pose. "Well, you're determined to earn the name Rascal, aren't you? Let's head on to the wizard. Maybe he's got Detect Disease, and Evil, and can tell if Rascal is a baby of that." (gestures at former eldritch horror)