Desmond loves a good drink hopefully it's better than the crap they have at the Underdark." Sure Bowme I well have a drink." He has a sip and he found it much better than the Underdark drinks.
At The Mention Of A Savage beast and how it killed all of Bowme's friends Charles looks and ask "dear friend how did you survive such an encounter? Is this why you drink so much you are trying to forget such an event? The gods give us guidance, all we need to do is ask and they shall give us peace as well"
After seeing Dracor's lightening breath he says "Ain't that a neat little trick you got there. Best not get to close to anything flammable." With a smirk on his face.
*Passes the flask to Desmond* "Sounds like you need a new drinking partner. How about I buy you a two four at the next inn and you can tell me more about the Underdark?"
A worried look comes across his face and he responds to Charles with "I'm unaware of how I survived, I like to think I was saved for a greater purpose, or it was just karma biting them in the ass... *chuckles* Literally."
He looks to the rest of the group and says "We should get moving. I'd like to live another day."
As the group moves west the fog seems to be getting denser. Soon howls of wolves can be heard in the distance. The wind moves the trees like an old man cracking as he moves. There seems to be life. As the group continues, all the members (except Elias) see movement in the trees to the sides. The fog shrouds the creatures leaving only a dark shape of what might be. Only Desmond and Draycor could tell that these creatures where not regular to the forest. They stake you from a distance but each step forward is another that they move closer. The sense of dread returns, more present this time as the creatures following you begin to grunt and growl in something that has not been heard.
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PbP Character: Stribog Northson(Zendikar/Eberron) "Why chase them when a bolt of lightening goes so much faster"
PbP Character: Vilk Dusza (The Peak's of Winter's Hold)
Feeling a menacing presence in his body, he tries to remember if he has every felt this before throughout his many travels. He cannot think of what beast has this sort of presence, but knows its not natural to this setting. He whispers to the group "Is anyone else getting an uneasy feeling? I've never felt this way before."
Desmond gets next to Bowme and spoke to him "huh it's strange this feels very weird like the bed bugs went on my back and does not want to leave"
Desmond seen many dark creatures even statues, of his Goddess which was scary at first, but as times went on he gotten used to his Goddess, but these creatures are something he would never get used to.
At the sight of the creatures, Charles throws out his hand and with the other he grasps his holy symbol, with quick prayer, a beam of radiant light shoots from his outstretched hand (casting sacred flame) and streaks towards the nearest creature (make a Dex save, DC 13).
Elias walked slowly down the road keeping his position in the middle of the group as it made its way westward.He strained to keep his senses about him but the fog or some unnatural force was working against him for although his companions seemed at unease about something Elias could not identify what. He strained his eyes against the mist but was rewarded with shock and pain as some foreign wind drove dirt or dust into his eyes. This misfortune elicited an involuntary curse from Elias as he clawed at his blinded eyes. It took a moment but he managed to clear his vision. Elias' temper rose at the slight fate seemed to be paying him today. He tapped the hilt of his sword to reassure himself it was still there and felt the smooth cold touch of steel. The blade was ingrained with silver so that even fiends would find it a menacing threat. Elias breathed drawing together his energy and focus preparing himself for the fight ahead. Despite the foul presence that had set itself against him his fortitude and training would see him through. He would rely upon his companions to track their enemy for his new found friends seemed competent. Speed and ferocity would be the key. All predators that find their prey to have sharp claws and strong teeth become cautious when blood is drawn on both sides. Elias was confident that whatever force hunted them would back off in search of easier prey once he had shown them the mettle of his fists.
With all the noises going on in this unsettling disturbance Beautiful states "prove your worth comrades" as he slows his pace and fumbles with pulling out his gleaming halberd. As his weapon was drawn he stealthily steps away and into the tree line in an attempt to draw first blood on the assumed nearby predators.
Beautiful readied his blade to chase after any creature to show ill intent towards the group or himself.
Marisa couldn't believe what was going on. It seemed her fears were correct, someone was truly out there. Someone or something for that matter. Her heart began to race. She had no idea what to do!
You're trained for this!
That phrase buzzed in her skull like an annoying insect. She took a deep breath as she went to calm her mind. She had to do this. She could do it. Slowly she reached for her bag and grabbed a tome from the very depths of it. Marisa wasted no time as she began to flip through the pages. Her head scanning the party above her before she went back down to the book.
"I have to prepare this..." She muttered to herself, her eyes racing back and forth. "Aid." She muttered as she began her work, all the while she did her best to maintain her vision on the party. Though that was complex as she was so very focused on her book and making sure this spell would be prepped and ready to go in record time.
Marisa lifted her head as her fingers continued to scan the pages. One of the members seemed to be readying to attack, on his own. That person being Beautiful. The Cleric had a few choice words but didn't have time to say them! There was work to be done and prepping to be had!
As Charles’ flame sores through the air the creature dodged the attack. However the fire strike did hit a nearby tree, illuminating the nearby area. As the tree was being eaten away by the fire you are finally able to see the creature. To your horror the shape is transparent yet you can make out long bat like wings and large claws. The shadowy creature roars its defiance and is answered by others. Soon several shrills are heard all around you, revealing 7 other monstrosities. Their eyes filled with malice and hunger as begin to circle around you!
(For those who did Ready an action [Marisa, Beautiful, and Draycor]: Go ahead and Attack then Roll Initiative)
(Those that didn’t Ready an action [Elias, Charles, Bowme, and Desmond]: Prepare for Combat! Roll Initiative)
Combat Map
(Do not use compass on map)
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PbP Character: Stribog Northson(Zendikar/Eberron) "Why chase them when a bolt of lightening goes so much faster"
PbP Character: Vilk Dusza (The Peak's of Winter's Hold)
When the creatures roar in defiance to Charles' attack it provokes a frenzied RAGE in Beautiful's blood. He lives for a good fight. Beautiful answers their savage roar with one of his own calling out to the party for the ones who are flanking them.
Thinking he could catch the creature off guard with his reach, Beautiful pivots, and swings at the creature behind him. The flash of his weapon narrowly misses the readied monster. At last, Beautiful stands face to face with what lurked in the shadows. Realizing the pack is stronger together, Beautiful rejoins his comrades and guards them against the assault headed their way. He stands guard in front of Marisa....something about her red hair made her seem special.
Realizing the pack is stronger together, Beautiful rejoins his comrades and guards them against the assault headed their way. He stands guard in next to Marisa.
Draycor sees an ugly bat creature shoot out of the tree line. With expert precision he launches an arrow straight at the beast....or so he thought. The arrow misses. Draycor is completely taken aback.
But wait... Draycor remembers how dope he is with a bow. There can only be one explanation: A brief episode of narcolepsy! He fell asleep for a sec and dreamed he missed!!!
"My subconscious mind is playing tricks on me," he muttered. The beast was but an inch from death due his fine marksmanship.
Seeing that the first strike mixed Charles once again grabs his holy symbol reaches out his hand and shoots a beam of radiant energy (sacred flame) in the direction of the creature (Dex save, DC 15)
Bowme, sensing the danger, pulls his scimitar from his waist and whispers a Druidic prayer to the all mother. His blade begins to glow from flames surrounding it. Everything within a ten foot radius is now lit by its light. (Initiative 15)
Elias caught a glimpse of the large sinewy winged creatures that screeched and called to each other like great bats in the night. He could see his companions readying their weapons, they drew together in a tight circle each finding courage in the proximity of the others. Elias drew forth his Ki as he had been taught so long ago, it had once been such a great effort now it came as naturally as breathing. He had trained for years molding himself into a channel through which righteous energy and all powerful goodness might fight against the dark. His palms began to glow with an orange blue light as he channeled the essence of fire so that his fists might light his enemies on fire when the time came. He chose an enemy target not too far from his position and swore to make an example of the beast. He would end it life with quick ferocity. (init 13)
Marisa focused on her spell, it was almost complete.
So close now.
Sure, she had to rush the spell but it was better then simply doing nothing.
At least that's what she told herself.
As her hazel eyes skimmed out in front of her she noticed something. Beautiful was standing in front of her. To guard her? Her heart began to beat faster in her chest. She felt like one of the team now.
She couldn't let anyone down.
"This is it, I'm done. Get ready!" Her voice rose and for the first time she took on an assertive tone. Sparks flew from her body as magic seemed to gather around her. "Be well allies and become strong. I grant you my aid!" At the moment it seemed Marisa became an almost different person as confidence washed over her. It was nothing like the normal coy timid cleric. It seemed in her prime she truly know how to fight.
Well at least protect.
The spell was finished and she slashed her arm forward as she sent the magic forward towards her comrades.
(Initiative 7)
Edit/Update:
The spell was a success Marisa flicked her fingers out and watched as the spell enveloped three different allies in front of her.
Beautiful, Bowme, and Desmond now all had an extra surge of protection added to them. They would feel the extra vitality almost warming their body as Marisa shouted from the back-lines.
"Ill drink to that!" replied Draycor. As he drinks, Draycor's lightning breath ignites the potent liquor resulting in a fiery belch!
Desmond loves a good drink hopefully it's better than the crap they have at the Underdark." Sure Bowme I well have a drink." He has a sip and he found it much better than the Underdark drinks.
At The Mention Of A Savage beast and how it killed all of Bowme's friends Charles looks and ask "dear friend how did you survive such an encounter? Is this why you drink so much you are trying to forget such an event? The gods give us guidance, all we need to do is ask and they shall give us peace as well"
After seeing Dracor's lightening breath he says "Ain't that a neat little trick you got there. Best not get to close to anything flammable." With a smirk on his face.
*Passes the flask to Desmond* "Sounds like you need a new drinking partner. How about I buy you a two four at the next inn and you can tell me more about the Underdark?"
A worried look comes across his face and he responds to Charles with "I'm unaware of how I survived, I like to think I was saved for a greater purpose, or it was just karma biting them in the ass... *chuckles* Literally."
He looks to the rest of the group and says "We should get moving. I'd like to live another day."
As the group moves west the fog seems to be getting denser. Soon howls of wolves can be heard in the distance. The wind moves the trees like an old man cracking as he moves. There seems to be life. As the group continues, all the members (except Elias) see movement in the trees to the sides. The fog shrouds the creatures leaving only a dark shape of what might be. Only Desmond and Draycor could tell that these creatures where not regular to the forest. They stake you from a distance but each step forward is another that they move closer. The sense of dread returns, more present this time as the creatures following you begin to grunt and growl in something that has not been heard.
Feeling a menacing presence in his body, he tries to remember if he has every felt this before throughout his many travels. He cannot think of what beast has this sort of presence, but knows its not natural to this setting. He whispers to the group "Is anyone else getting an uneasy feeling? I've never felt this way before."
Desmond gets next to Bowme and spoke to him "huh it's strange this feels very weird like the bed bugs went on my back and does not want to leave"
Desmond seen many dark creatures even statues, of his Goddess which was scary at first, but as times went on he gotten used to his Goddess, but these creatures are something he would never get used to.
At the sight of the creatures, Charles throws out his hand and with the other he grasps his holy symbol, with quick prayer, a beam of radiant light shoots from his outstretched hand (casting sacred flame) and streaks towards the nearest creature (make a Dex save, DC 13).
Elias walked slowly down the road keeping his position in the middle of the group as it made its way westward.He strained to keep his senses about him but the fog or some unnatural force was working against him for although his companions seemed at unease about something Elias could not identify what. He strained his eyes against the mist but was rewarded with shock and pain as some foreign wind drove dirt or dust into his eyes. This misfortune elicited an involuntary curse from Elias as he clawed at his blinded eyes. It took a moment but he managed to clear his vision. Elias' temper rose at the slight fate seemed to be paying him today. He tapped the hilt of his sword to reassure himself it was still there and felt the smooth cold touch of steel. The blade was ingrained with silver so that even fiends would find it a menacing threat. Elias breathed drawing together his energy and focus preparing himself for the fight ahead. Despite the foul presence that had set itself against him his fortitude and training would see him through. He would rely upon his companions to track their enemy for his new found friends seemed competent. Speed and ferocity would be the key. All predators that find their prey to have sharp claws and strong teeth become cautious when blood is drawn on both sides. Elias was confident that whatever force hunted them would back off in search of easier prey once he had shown them the mettle of his fists.
After Charles casts sacred flame, Draycor stares intently waiting for whatever is revealed. His bow is drawn. He is ready.
With all the noises going on in this unsettling disturbance Beautiful states "prove your worth comrades" as he slows his pace and fumbles with pulling out his gleaming halberd. As his weapon was drawn he stealthily steps away and into the tree line in an attempt to draw first blood on the assumed nearby predators.
Beautiful readied his blade to chase after any creature to show ill intent towards the group or himself.
Marisa couldn't believe what was going on. It seemed her fears were correct, someone was truly out there. Someone or something for that matter. Her heart began to race. She had no idea what to do!
You're trained for this!
That phrase buzzed in her skull like an annoying insect. She took a deep breath as she went to calm her mind. She had to do this. She could do it. Slowly she reached for her bag and grabbed a tome from the very depths of it. Marisa wasted no time as she began to flip through the pages. Her head scanning the party above her before she went back down to the book.
"I have to prepare this..." She muttered to herself, her eyes racing back and forth. "Aid." She muttered as she began her work, all the while she did her best to maintain her vision on the party. Though that was complex as she was so very focused on her book and making sure this spell would be prepped and ready to go in record time.
Marisa lifted her head as her fingers continued to scan the pages. One of the members seemed to be readying to attack, on his own. That person being Beautiful. The Cleric had a few choice words but didn't have time to say them! There was work to be done and prepping to be had!
As Charles’ flame sores through the air the creature dodged the attack. However the fire strike did hit a nearby tree, illuminating the nearby area. As the tree was being eaten away by the fire you are finally able to see the creature. To your horror the shape is transparent yet you can make out long bat like wings and large claws. The shadowy creature roars its defiance and is answered by others. Soon several shrills are heard all around you, revealing 7 other monstrosities. Their eyes filled with malice and hunger as begin to circle around you!
(For those who did Ready an action [Marisa, Beautiful, and Draycor]: Go ahead and Attack then Roll Initiative)
(Those that didn’t Ready an action [Elias, Charles, Bowme, and Desmond]: Prepare for Combat! Roll Initiative)
Combat Map
(Do not use compass on map)
When the creatures roar in defiance to Charles' attack it provokes a frenzied RAGE in Beautiful's blood. He lives for a good fight. Beautiful answers their savage roar with one of his own calling out to the party for the ones who are flanking them.
Thinking he could catch the creature off guard with his reach, Beautiful pivots, and swings at the creature behind him. The flash of his weapon narrowly misses the readied monster. At last, Beautiful stands face to face with what lurked in the shadows. Realizing the pack is stronger together, Beautiful rejoins his comrades and guards them against the assault headed their way. He stands guard in front of Marisa....something about her red hair made her seem special.
Realizing the pack is stronger together, Beautiful rejoins his comrades and guards them against the assault headed their way. He stands guard in next to Marisa.
Draycor sees an ugly bat creature shoot out of the tree line. With expert precision he launches an arrow straight at the beast....or so he thought. The arrow misses. Draycor is completely taken aback.
But wait... Draycor remembers how dope he is with a bow. There can only be one explanation: A brief episode of narcolepsy! He fell asleep for a sec and dreamed he missed!!!
"My subconscious mind is playing tricks on me," he muttered. The beast was but an inch from death due his fine marksmanship.
Seeing that the first strike mixed Charles once again grabs his holy symbol reaches out his hand and shoots a beam of radiant energy (sacred flame) in the direction of the creature (Dex save, DC 15)
Desmond slowly draws his blade he almost got his blade stuck in the sheath but he is ready to slay these foul demons of the Dark "BEGONE WITH YOU"
(initiative 3)
Bowme, sensing the danger, pulls his scimitar from his waist and whispers a Druidic prayer to the all mother. His blade begins to glow from flames surrounding it. Everything within a ten foot radius is now lit by its light. (Initiative 15)
Elias caught a glimpse of the large sinewy winged creatures that screeched and called to each other like great bats in the night. He could see his companions readying their weapons, they drew together in a tight circle each finding courage in the proximity of the others. Elias drew forth his Ki as he had been taught so long ago, it had once been such a great effort now it came as naturally as breathing. He had trained for years molding himself into a channel through which righteous energy and all powerful goodness might fight against the dark. His palms began to glow with an orange blue light as he channeled the essence of fire so that his fists might light his enemies on fire when the time came. He chose an enemy target not too far from his position and swore to make an example of the beast. He would end it life with quick ferocity. (init 13)
Marisa focused on her spell, it was almost complete.
So close now.
Sure, she had to rush the spell but it was better then simply doing nothing.
At least that's what she told herself.
As her hazel eyes skimmed out in front of her she noticed something. Beautiful was standing in front of her. To guard her? Her heart began to beat faster in her chest. She felt like one of the team now.
She couldn't let anyone down.
"This is it, I'm done. Get ready!" Her voice rose and for the first time she took on an assertive tone. Sparks flew from her body as magic seemed to gather around her. "Be well allies and become strong. I grant you my aid!" At the moment it seemed Marisa became an almost different person as confidence washed over her. It was nothing like the normal coy timid cleric. It seemed in her prime she truly know how to fight.
Well at least protect.
The spell was finished and she slashed her arm forward as she sent the magic forward towards her comrades.
(Initiative 7)
Edit/Update:
The spell was a success Marisa flicked her fingers out and watched as the spell enveloped three different allies in front of her.
Beautiful, Bowme, and Desmond now all had an extra surge of protection added to them. They would feel the extra vitality almost warming their body as Marisa shouted from the back-lines.
"You can do it!"