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(Yes, I am back at last!)
Another panicked bleat goes out before the figure hops to their hooves. A Satyr Woman of chocolate brown complexion, but snow white of hair and fur looks chitters and curses in sylvan while trying unsuccessfully to get a good look at the arrow. Which proves oddly difficult with her loincloth and overcoat constantly in the way. Even she casts aside the coat, revealing a dress vest beneath and pan flute hung on a string about the neck. Just as she's mustering up the courage to try and pull the arrow from her furry butt, it finally occurs to her to look up for the source of the shooter.
"You-! You, you, you Shitty harpy! Why you shoot me!?"
Olly yells, narrowing golden brown eyes and jabbing a finger at the aarakocra. Then she looks around for the first time.
"And where am I? This isn't... This isn't the tavern. And who are you?!"
Her demands are followed by a pained wince, as one absently roaming hand manages to get a hold of the arrow and pull it free.
"A!. Ooh. No. Nono. It doesn't sting. It doesn't sting. Remember Olly. If you think its not reall, then its not real."
The whole while she spoke last her eyes are squeezed shot. Then a sense of relief spreads across her face, as the magic of denial(4) leaves her at peace. But then the moment her eyes are open again, it's back to looking over the bird.
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Yog - [Tortle]Druid/Warlock - Circle of Stars/Celestial (Libretalia)
Follow the muttered remark, Olly looks around again, and in seeing the city in the distance, scooped up her pack and cantered on towards it.
"Shhhheeesh! What happened here? A Hydra parade?"
Her comment is accompanied by her needing to hop away, least one of the still yet to be fixed up roofs following atop her. Eventually, the Satyr is standing before the Tavern, gawking at its shell for a time.
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Yog - [Tortle]Druid/Warlock - Circle of Stars/Celestial (Libretalia)
Nock sheathes his flail and stalks out of the arena, muttering about "Where’s my damn heroic last stand? Who ever heard of losing to flags. Pfft."
He stops at the shop on the way back to the Glory, an idea forming in his mind. An evil grin slowly forms on his face, and he trades his flail and shield for gauntlets of ogre power. He stops, considers something, and then grabs a maul as well.
For some reason, you hear the sounds of a deep-voiced half-orc chuckling.
(Most of the last match wasn’t your fault, it was ours. Everyone makes mistakes.)
Currently playing in: Quest for the Shunned City, Coliseum of Conquest, DragonDenn's Dragonlords, Shipwrecked on Fugue, Tomb of Annihilation, Razor's Lost Mine of Phandelver, The Lost Kenku & One Grung Above
Currently DMing: Princes of the Apocalypse, Out of the Abyss, Coliseum of Conquest—The Arena (Sometimes)
Dorkas limps into the school again “why is it I’m very badly damage in this place”
then erlin come over and helps her brother “cus your very greedy with trying to hit people” “anyway who do I need to talk too so I can teach, oh by the way Markus is coming”
Dorkas facial expression says it all “you and your boyfriend”
(going to retire dorkas for a bit have a very nice idea of character)
Horatio wanders around town, dazed and clutching his wounded arm. Occasionally he stares at his hands, to make sure they're still human. Eventually, he makes his way back to the Coliseum offices. Opening the door, he nearly runs into the elven paladin. "Oh hi Nock."
Horatio Hirschfeld - Squire imbued with fae powers, in the Coliseum of Conquest (W2/L1) DM for Reavers of Harkenwold, and sometimes The Fighting Grounds of the Coliseum
Currently playing in: Quest for the Shunned City, Coliseum of Conquest, DragonDenn's Dragonlords, Shipwrecked on Fugue, Tomb of Annihilation, Razor's Lost Mine of Phandelver, The Lost Kenku & One Grung Above
Currently DMing: Princes of the Apocalypse, Out of the Abyss, Coliseum of Conquest—The Arena (Sometimes)
Having had somet ime to think about it and decide what he really wants, Sha'kar heads out to trade in his wand of magic missiles and prize token for a new headband
A match for all interested level 3 competitors has been set up. The match will start in no less than 48 hours. The match will take place in the Fighting Grounds:
Horatio Hirschfeld - Squire imbued with fae powers, in the Coliseum of Conquest (W2/L1) DM for Reavers of Harkenwold, and sometimes The Fighting Grounds of the Coliseum
Eldin walks around the shops to buy half-plate. He will also talk to the Arena workers about how much it may cost to rebuild the Glory which was destroyed.
After that, he doesn't go to the bar but rather heads back to the ruins of the Glory to reminisce about his lost money. He pulls up one of the very few chair that survived the destruction and sits down surrounded by broken furniture, rubble and shattered glass.
A match for all interested level 5 competitors has been set up. The match will start in no less than 48 hours. The match will take place in the Echoes of Glory:
(Before the next match starts may I change the fighting style of Kulum, as I just really noticed that the option I picked isn't exactly the direction I want to go with him)
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(Yes, I am back at last!)
Another panicked bleat goes out before the figure hops to their hooves. A Satyr Woman of chocolate brown complexion, but snow white of hair and fur looks chitters and curses in sylvan while trying unsuccessfully to get a good look at the arrow. Which proves oddly difficult with her loincloth and overcoat constantly in the way. Even she casts aside the coat, revealing a dress vest beneath and pan flute hung on a string about the neck. Just as she's mustering up the courage to try and pull the arrow from her furry butt, it finally occurs to her to look up for the source of the shooter.
"You-! You, you, you Shitty harpy! Why you shoot me!?"
Olly yells, narrowing golden brown eyes and jabbing a finger at the aarakocra. Then she looks around for the first time.
"And where am I? This isn't... This isn't the tavern. And who are you?!"
Her demands are followed by a pained wince, as one absently roaming hand manages to get a hold of the arrow and pull it free.
"A!. Ooh. No. Nono. It doesn't sting. It doesn't sting. Remember Olly. If you think its not reall, then its not real."
The whole while she spoke last her eyes are squeezed shot. Then a sense of relief spreads across her face, as the magic of denial(4) leaves her at peace. But then the moment her eyes are open again, it's back to looking over the bird.
Yog - [Tortle]Druid/Warlock - Circle of Stars/Celestial (Libretalia)
Nobody - [Feral-Tiefling]Wizard/Sorcerer - War/Draconic (HoTDQ)
Jack Vicvan - [Eladrin]Druid/Warlock - Circle of Dreams/Archfey
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Hiatus:
Xanrazan - [Earth Genasi]Bard - College of Swords(Shadowthorn's Princess of the Apocalypse)
I glare at the satyr, "you startled me" After she pulls the arrow out i cast cure wounds.9
Then i go back to bed (long rest)
Cult of Sedge
Rangers are the best, and have always been the best
I love Homebrew
I hate paladins
Warrior Bovine
Sha'kar makes his way back into the Glory after his match, getting a drink and finding himself a table.
I mean, whenever it happens, that is at least one last conc. spell on my allies for a couple turns. So... could be worse. X)
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
Olly huffs, but warily accepts the healing.
"Panicky one that one.."
Follow the muttered remark, Olly looks around again, and in seeing the city in the distance, scooped up her pack and cantered on towards it.
"Shhhheeesh! What happened here? A Hydra parade?"
Her comment is accompanied by her needing to hop away, least one of the still yet to be fixed up roofs following atop her. Eventually, the Satyr is standing before the Tavern, gawking at its shell for a time.
Yog - [Tortle]Druid/Warlock - Circle of Stars/Celestial (Libretalia)
Nobody - [Feral-Tiefling]Wizard/Sorcerer - War/Draconic (HoTDQ)
Jack Vicvan - [Eladrin]Druid/Warlock - Circle of Dreams/Archfey
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Hiatus:
Xanrazan - [Earth Genasi]Bard - College of Swords(Shadowthorn's Princess of the Apocalypse)
Figured I repost this here as not everyone might not be subscribed to the aftermath thread atm.
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
I'm not opposed to trying my hand at hosting, but not for the level-4 match that Sha'kar wants to be part of :P
Well, assuming folk still trust me to run any more, guess I will once the current one is done. :S
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
Nock sheathes his flail and stalks out of the arena, muttering about "Where’s my damn heroic last stand? Who ever heard of losing to flags. Pfft."
He stops at the shop on the way back to the Glory, an idea forming in his mind. An evil grin slowly forms on his face, and he trades his flail and shield for gauntlets of ogre power. He stops, considers something, and then grabs a maul as well.
For some reason, you hear the sounds of a deep-voiced half-orc chuckling.
(Most of the last match wasn’t your fault, it was ours. Everyone makes mistakes.)
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Class Guides: Barbarian, Rogue, Sorcerer, Bard General Guides: PvP
Currently playing in: Quest for the Shunned City, Coliseum of Conquest, DragonDenn's Dragonlords, Shipwrecked on Fugue, Tomb of Annihilation, Razor's Lost Mine of Phandelver, The Lost Kenku & One Grung Above
Currently DMing: Princes of the Apocalypse, Out of the Abyss, Coliseum of Conquest—The Arena (Sometimes)
Dorkas limps into the school again “why is it I’m very badly damage in this place”
then erlin come over and helps her brother “cus your very greedy with trying to hit people” “anyway who do I need to talk too so I can teach, oh by the way Markus is coming”
Dorkas facial expression says it all “you and your boyfriend”
(going to retire dorkas for a bit have a very nice idea of character)
Horatio wanders around town, dazed and clutching his wounded arm. Occasionally he stares at his hands, to make sure they're still human. Eventually, he makes his way back to the Coliseum offices. Opening the door, he nearly runs into the elven paladin. "Oh hi Nock."
He'll exchange his magical shield and his token for a brooch of shielding.
Horatio Hirschfeld - Squire imbued with fae powers, in the Coliseum of Conquest (W2/L1)
DM for Reavers of Harkenwold, and sometimes The Fighting Grounds of the Coliseum
Nock nods at Horatio.
"Ape boy. Good to see you again."
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Class Guides: Barbarian, Rogue, Sorcerer, Bard General Guides: PvP
Currently playing in: Quest for the Shunned City, Coliseum of Conquest, DragonDenn's Dragonlords, Shipwrecked on Fugue, Tomb of Annihilation, Razor's Lost Mine of Phandelver, The Lost Kenku & One Grung Above
Currently DMing: Princes of the Apocalypse, Out of the Abyss, Coliseum of Conquest—The Arena (Sometimes)
Having had somet ime to think about it and decide what he really wants, Sha'kar heads out to trade in his wand of magic missiles and prize token for a new headband
The next match will feature any interested level-4 competitors. The match will begin in no less than 48 hours.
https://www.dndbeyond.com/forums/d-d-beyond-general/play-by-post/71506-the-rubble-of-the-coliseum-coliseum-of-conquest?comment=193
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A match for all interested level 3 competitors has been set up. The match will start in no less than 48 hours.
The match will take place in the Fighting Grounds:
https://www.dndbeyond.com/forums/d-d-beyond-general/play-by-post/74085-fighting-grounds-of-the-coliseum-coliseum-of?comment=122
Horatio Hirschfeld - Squire imbued with fae powers, in the Coliseum of Conquest (W2/L1)
DM for Reavers of Harkenwold, and sometimes The Fighting Grounds of the Coliseum
Eldin walks around the shops to buy half-plate. He will also talk to the Arena workers about how much it may cost to rebuild the Glory which was destroyed.
After that, he doesn't go to the bar but rather heads back to the ruins of the Glory to reminisce about his lost money. He pulls up one of the very few chair that survived the destruction and sits down surrounded by broken furniture, rubble and shattered glass.
A match for all interested level 5 competitors has been set up. The match will start in no less than 48 hours.
The match will take place in the Echoes of Glory:
https://www.dndbeyond.com/forums/d-d-beyond-general/play-by-post/71630-echoes-of-glory-coliseum-of-conquest?comment=247
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
((How much is a Half-Plate? Is it the PHB Price of 750 GP?))
(Yes, 750 gp for Half-plate)
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(Before the next match starts may I change the fighting style of Kulum, as I just really noticed that the option I picked isn't exactly the direction I want to go with him)