Pushover steps into sight of at least three of the rats, and faintly touches the page with the incantation for magic missile in preparation to cast it, but quickly takes her hand away with a yelp as Aebelskink activates the spell for her with a crackle of power, the three closest rats to her getting hit with a shock of raw magic. [The closest three rats to Pushover, unsure which ones, take 5, 5 and 2 force damage respectively]
The frantic bolts come out of Pushover's hand, beelining towards the rats. The one with Valiant's javelin is sent flying towards the wall. It gives a last squeak as it dies. Another bolt goes towards the one before Sigurd, already with harmed from his axes. The bolt hits upon the top of its body and seemingly flattens against the floor before a squelch is heard from it. The last bolt circles in the sky for a moment before it sends itself straight down one of the small tunnels. After a moment an impact is heard in the tunnel followed by a shrill squeak.
Sigurd will wait near one of the small tunnel entrances with a ready attack action while the rest of the party determines if we are about to see another wave.
Two more rats emerge from the walls but are easily caught by the party. Sigurd cuts the rat in half as it tries to come out. Trix and Valiant team up to stab and cut into the other rat.
Rats 5 & 6 are dead.
Updated Initiative -
Valiant
Sigurd
Gabriel
Pushover
Trix
Rat (4)
Ja'dul
Gabriel, Pushover, and Trix are up. Will bot Gabriel and Trix with readied attacks.
The last rat comes out from the whole, only to be met by the waiting party. With a few quick blows, the rat is easily dealt with. Before it goes limp, it coughs up a finger with a ring upon it.
It would be edible. Large enough to be mistaken for a dog but with more fat on it. The green fur seems to be the only strange part about them besides their size. Oh and the avoid the stomach, considering it had coughed up a finger.
A hairy man with ape-like proportions ambles toward the hubub emanating from the fissure pointed out by some guards after some asking around for the other A. Inc. members.
His posture is slightly stooped under his traveling gear, leathers, and simple weapons making it difficult to assess his full height or bulk.
Following the voices, he finally spots the group. "Uh...Sup," with a thrust of his chin in greeting, as he glances at his companion with a shrug. "Guess this is them." If his appearance didn't make it obvious, he speaks with a faint goblinoid accent.
He stands a little straighter. "Grigor Udha. S'pose we're here as backup...you, uh, need some help?" Eyeing the bug-man poking dead rats with a raised brow. His common is clear and fluent, his voice resonant in a broad chest.
(Hopefu)y not jumping the gun. Just didn't want people waiting on me.)
He's a little caught out by the direct mind speaking, taking a moment to figure out he has to reply out loud. "Right. Yeah, crummy directions. Just point me where the trouble is. Grigs smash." The bugbear grins showing a mouth full of beastial, but clean and well maintained teeth. "Or, you know, look around for the door or whatever."
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Pushover steps into sight of at least three of the rats, and faintly touches the page with the incantation for magic missile in preparation to cast it, but quickly takes her hand away with a yelp as Aebelskink activates the spell for her with a crackle of power, the three closest rats to her getting hit with a shock of raw magic. [The closest three rats to Pushover, unsure which ones, take 5, 5 and 2 force damage respectively]
Xaul Lackluster: Half-Orc Fathomless Warlock: Warlock Dragon Heist
Borvnir Chelvnich: Black Dragonborn Barbarian: Dragons of Stormwreck Isle
Sparkles: Aasimar Monk: Drakkenheim: What's in the Here and Now
Lith Ja’mas: Githyanki Sorcerer: Ghosts Of Saltmarsh
Pushover Gerilwitz: Tiefling Wizard: Acquisitions Incorporated
DMing The 100 Dungeons of the Blood Archivist! and The Hunt for the Balowang!
Killer Queen has already extended this signature, though not by much!
The frantic bolts come out of Pushover's hand, beelining towards the rats. The one with Valiant's javelin is sent flying towards the wall. It gives a last squeak as it dies. Another bolt goes towards the one before Sigurd, already with harmed from his axes. The bolt hits upon the top of its body and seemingly flattens against the floor before a squelch is heard from it. The last bolt circles in the sky for a moment before it sends itself straight down one of the small tunnels. After a moment an impact is heard in the tunnel followed by a shrill squeak.
Rats (2) and (3) are dead.
Updated map -
Updated Initiative -
Trix readies herself if another rat comes out from the wall. The tunnels begin to echo with the sound of more rats scurrying to the party.
Ja'Dul is up
Ja'Dul closes to the nearest rats and tries to put the kill on them!
slash Attack: 8 Damage: 4
slash slash Attack: 24 Damage: 7
"Sooner or later, your Players are going to smash your railroad into a sandbox."
-Vedexent
"real life is a super high CR."
-OboeLauren
"............anybody got any potatoes? We could drop a potato in each hole an' see which ones get viciously mauled by horrible monsters?"
-Ilyara Thundertale
(Currently no visible rats, they're coming from the small tunnels.)
Sigurd will wait near one of the small tunnel entrances with a ready attack action while the rest of the party determines if we are about to see another wave.
Cats go Moo!
Ah well then I guess I will use the rolls for when another shows up.
"Sooner or later, your Players are going to smash your railroad into a sandbox."
-Vedexent
"real life is a super high CR."
-OboeLauren
"............anybody got any potatoes? We could drop a potato in each hole an' see which ones get viciously mauled by horrible monsters?"
-Ilyara Thundertale
@Valiant, will you do the same and ready an attack?
OOC: Do the rats eventually stop coming out?
"Sooner or later, your Players are going to smash your railroad into a sandbox."
-Vedexent
"real life is a super high CR."
-OboeLauren
"............anybody got any potatoes? We could drop a potato in each hole an' see which ones get viciously mauled by horrible monsters?"
-Ilyara Thundertale
(Sigurd's readied attack if needed: A (+6) : 17 Damage (Slashing 1d6+4): 5
Cats go Moo!
(Will bot Valiant's action tomorrow to progress combat.)
Valiant shall ready an attack.
Two more rats emerge from the walls but are easily caught by the party. Sigurd cuts the rat in half as it tries to come out. Trix and Valiant team up to stab and cut into the other rat.
Rats 5 & 6 are dead.
Updated Initiative -
Gabriel, Pushover, and Trix are up. Will bot Gabriel and Trix with readied attacks.
Pushover will simply shoot a fire bolt at the lone rat [Fire Bolt to hit: 12, 5 fire damage on a hit]
Xaul Lackluster: Half-Orc Fathomless Warlock: Warlock Dragon Heist
Borvnir Chelvnich: Black Dragonborn Barbarian: Dragons of Stormwreck Isle
Sparkles: Aasimar Monk: Drakkenheim: What's in the Here and Now
Lith Ja’mas: Githyanki Sorcerer: Ghosts Of Saltmarsh
Pushover Gerilwitz: Tiefling Wizard: Acquisitions Incorporated
DMing The 100 Dungeons of the Blood Archivist! and The Hunt for the Balowang!
Killer Queen has already extended this signature, though not by much!
The last rat comes out from the whole, only to be met by the waiting party. With a few quick blows, the rat is easily dealt with. Before it goes limp, it coughs up a finger with a ring upon it.
Combat over
Ja'Dul pokes at the rat bodies to see if they are worth eating.
Investigation check 14
"Sooner or later, your Players are going to smash your railroad into a sandbox."
-Vedexent
"real life is a super high CR."
-OboeLauren
"............anybody got any potatoes? We could drop a potato in each hole an' see which ones get viciously mauled by horrible monsters?"
-Ilyara Thundertale
It would be edible. Large enough to be mistaken for a dog but with more fat on it. The green fur seems to be the only strange part about them besides their size. Oh and the avoid the stomach, considering it had coughed up a finger.
A hairy man with ape-like proportions ambles toward the hubub emanating from the fissure pointed out by some guards after some asking around for the other A. Inc. members.
His posture is slightly stooped under his traveling gear, leathers, and simple weapons making it difficult to assess his full height or bulk.
Following the voices, he finally spots the group. "Uh...Sup," with a thrust of his chin in greeting, as he glances at his companion with a shrug. "Guess this is them." If his appearance didn't make it obvious, he speaks with a faint goblinoid accent.
He stands a little straighter. "Grigor Udha. S'pose we're here as backup...you, uh, need some help?" Eyeing the bug-man poking dead rats with a raised brow. His common is clear and fluent, his voice resonant in a broad chest.
(Hopefu)y not jumping the gun. Just didn't want people waiting on me.)
You here a voice in your head, *Took you long enough, we were getting overwhelmed by these rodent snacks!*
It's probably a joke...hard to tell with the insect face.
Ja'Dul picks up a couple of rats and begins to clean them up for later cooking making sure the entrails are stuffed into the rocks.
"Sooner or later, your Players are going to smash your railroad into a sandbox."
-Vedexent
"real life is a super high CR."
-OboeLauren
"............anybody got any potatoes? We could drop a potato in each hole an' see which ones get viciously mauled by horrible monsters?"
-Ilyara Thundertale
He's a little caught out by the direct mind speaking, taking a moment to figure out he has to reply out loud. "Right. Yeah, crummy directions. Just point me where the trouble is. Grigs smash." The bugbear grins showing a mouth full of beastial, but clean and well maintained teeth. "Or, you know, look around for the door or whatever."