Moravasti looks at Anatol and Vallineral and says, "I'm unable to persuade the little one to talk."
Then, motioning to the room where Aunt Vissy is, the monk says, "I will now try the same with her. Be ready."
Moravasti approaches the child's aunt but says nothing. He surveys the room and hopes to learn what is upsetting the child and what, if anything, he should do next.
Moravasti walks to the other room, and a he enters he sees that it continues towards the right. There he sees a big woman, almost 6' height and with a bulky body. She is wearing a ragged dress and the monk can see that the flesh that is visible where the dress is missing is grey, and a putrid hodor fills his nose, almost making him sick
The aunt turns and Moravasti looks in horror her face, full of scars and burns and turned into a demonic face that has little of human. The body is a great accumulation of fat, pustules and scars covered by a putrid grey skin.
The creature sees him and says with her sweet voice, wich seems terribly wrong in that body born of nightmare.
"Oh... you are not my sweetie. You should not be here. " she turns towards the table were she were cooking, and produces a long, curved knive, wich have splattered blood on it.
"No worries... I can still cook a nice dessert with you... "
Moravasti does his best to remain stoic as he gazes upon the repulsive woman. He grips his quarterstaff with both hands, hoping for a peaceful exchange with her but preparing to defend himself if necessary.
Initiative: 18
The monk steps forward to meet his oncoming attacker and quickly makes two attempts to strike with his quarterstaff...
Melee attack 1:3| Bludgeoning damage:13
Melee attack 2:8| Bludgeoning damage:7
Moravasti then prepares to dodge when Aunt Vissy retaliates. (Patient Defense bonus action, 1 ki point used)
EDIT: Both melee attack rolls should be 22; I failed to add the +8
The creature, giggling happily starts to move towards the monk, and all of a sudden, jumps towards him, raising the big knive with a terrible scream!!
He is, however, ready and launcehs two well directed attacks. But the stench is so horrible that makes him reeks and he isn't able to put all his strength behind them.
Jorunn, covering her face from the hedor, tries to cut her down with her axe.
The first one doesn't find its mark, but she uses the momentum of her movement to cut down and the blade of her axe cuts the creature in the shoulder.
Aunt Vissy screams, and a black liquid splashes from her wound. The blood is acidic and provokes burnings in both Moravasti and Junn.
The creature laughs histerically and attacks both, Jorunn and Moravasti, with fast movements of her knife, trying to stab the goliath two times, as she has wounded her. But her attacks are too weak and predictable for the two seasoned warriors. Jorunn deviates the knife with her shield, making an opening for Anatol and Vallineral to attack.
I took the liberty to move Vallineral next to the others so he can attack too, but if you want to move to another position or to do anything else we just move you next iteration of the combat map.
Also Anatol please tell me where you want to be in the map. I put you there because you said you wanted to cover Moravasti... but you have enought momevent to move farther.
The fire impacts the monster on the shoulder and she screams of pain and fury, the scarred piutrid flesh bursting with the reaction of her acidic blood with the fire. She looks to the wizard and with her soft voice she goes
" Oh that wasn't polite little one, was it? I will have to ground you now... I am so sorry about that"
she leans her head to one side while saying it and in her eyes Anatol can see that she is truly sorry.
Vallineral thinkg that, perhaps thanks to that distraction he could attack her...
The elf moves his doubled bladed sword experterly and tries to slice down the awful creature
Attack: 8 Damage: 9
Attack: 12 Damage: 10
his first attack is dodged by her, and the second, executed with a spin of the paladin and moving the other edge of the blade upwards, hits the creature, but it doesn't cut deep enough to make real damage.
As the battle continues Aunt Vissy becomes more repugnant, and Moravasti finds the sweet tone of her words to be rather haunting. The monk slides forward, attacking once again with his quarterstaff...
Quarterstaff attack 1:15| Bludgeoning damage:12
Quarterstaff attack 2:24| Bludgeoning damage:10
And, then, releasing his staff with one hand, he attempts two empty-handed martial arts strikes...
The attacks of the monk land serious blows in the creature. Aunt Vissy moans a little bit with every hit, like if she doesn't understand why is beign punished.
Junn takes advantage of the momentary staggering of the mounstrous creature and cuts her down with her axe!
Attack: 18 Damage: 11
Attack: 8 Damage: 5
The first cut makes a deep wound into the creature's flesh, and more of the black ichor splashes towrdas the warriors that oppose it.
The acid burns Junn's arm and she takes a step back, dropping her weapon.
Aunt Vissy looks to her wounds, then looks to them and frowns her putrid face, looking at them dissapointed.
Then she opens her mouth more than any mortal creature could and sprouts the black ichor towards them!
For the wound that Junn made you three suffer 11 damage.
CON Saving Trhow at 16 for all of you three. On a failure you suffer: 19 poison damage and you are Poisoned. Half damage and no conditionn on success.
Junn's ST: 15
Beign just in front of her, Junn takes the full blast of the black ichor. She felt how it burns her flesh in every inch of it that it's exposed. It even penetrates among the junctures of her armor, burning her body inside. She feels sick and drops to one knee, covering with her shield trying to get some fresh air.
This post has potentially manipulated dice roll results.
I will move this one, since Pokkepalady had to quit the forums, Neomagus seems to have deleted his character but fortunately I will manage. I will try to recruit some more players to join you two soon, but we can continue... sorry for the delay!
Vallineral attacks:
Attack: 19 Damage: 27
Attack: 21 Damage: 21
Vallineral attacks the creature with his doubled edged scimitar, the blades swirling with silver flames on it. The demon manages to parry the first attack with her knive, but the elf had forsee this and quickly changed the angle of the other blade, cutting from the belly to the torso of the creature, wich screams on pain and surprise when the silver flames crosses her body, leavung charred scars on it. It seems that the sacred fire cauterized the wounds so fast that no poison is spelled this time from the wound.
Seeing that the attacks of his companions spill more and more of the caustic blac goo over them, Moravasti jumps into action and uses his quarterstaff to hit the creature in the head.
Wounded as it was, the quarterstaff hits her at the temple and, with a cracking sound, the skull breaks and it falls, finally silent, to the floor. The body starts to melt, apparently consumed by her own acid, black, blood, and it forms a gross gloo in the floor.
The companions take a moment to regain their breath and they hear a faint voice behind them.
"Is.. is the monster dead?" asks the little girl. She is pale, with her eyes red and marks on her dirty face to have been crying.
Jun answers " Yes. She cannot hurt you any longer "
The little girl runs towards her and hold to her leg.
"Would you stay here with me? I do not want to be alone..."
Jun looks to the others, not knowing what to answer.
"Should I stay while you look for the... others?"
Anatol's knowledge helps them
"You should probably stay and guard her. The demons are trying to kill her memories, to change them in order to drive her crazy. This" he says "should be a happy memory of this woman. Now perverted and turned into something horrible. I cannot imagine something worse that a child feeling fear from those that should protect and care her. We should continue before it's too late "
Jun nods and stays with the girl. They saw them at their backs as they cross the house and take the other door. the surroundings of the house seems to have, somehow, improved now. The green grass has extended to more than just some inches from their path.
The land changes, and from the gentle hills that surrounded the house they are now in a forest. The tress appear twisted and most of them are dead. The branches curl above their heads and loom behind as if they were trying to catch them.
They soon heard the sound of a stream, and the laughs and giggles of a woman and man. The forest opens up, and the trees become green and alive once more. The closer they get to the sounds, the more alive becomes the forest. Birds start chipring and they can see the ocasional squirrel jumping from one brach to another.
The move towards the laughs and they see a group of five teenagers enjoying a beatiful day in the woods. A couple of them are eating and drinking behind the filtered sun under the shadow of a great willow. The other three are taking a bath, playing in the gentle stream.
Suddenly. A great shadow covers the sun. A painful screech fills the air and as the shadow advances, the forest whiters and dies. The leafs falling from the branches and a freezing cold covers all. The winter falls over the scene as if someone covered it with a white and cold blanket. Snow start to fall and they can see their breath forming small traces of smoke.
Then the screams start. The river has been frozen, and where there was a solid surface of black ice. One young man is trapped with half of his body beneath the surface. His hips and legs trapped under the ice. Another girl screams but its more difficult to see her. Only her face and part of her left hand ar over the surface. The third girl who was in the stream is no where to be seen.
"HELP!! HELP!!" start to scream all of them " SOMEBODY HELP US!"
The child seems so scared that she isn't able to respond. She just crawls below the bed.
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Moravasti looks at Anatol and Vallineral and says, "I'm unable to persuade the little one to talk."
Then, motioning to the room where Aunt Vissy is, the monk says, "I will now try the same with her. Be ready."
Moravasti approaches the child's aunt but says nothing. He surveys the room and hopes to learn what is upsetting the child and what, if anything, he should do next.
Perception: 7 (+3 if Insight is more suitable)
Moravasti walks to the other room, and a he enters he sees that it continues towards the right. There he sees a big woman, almost 6' height and with a bulky body. She is wearing a ragged dress and the monk can see that the flesh that is visible where the dress is missing is grey, and a putrid hodor fills his nose, almost making him sick
The aunt turns and Moravasti looks in horror her face, full of scars and burns and turned into a demonic face that has little of human. The body is a great accumulation of fat, pustules and scars covered by a putrid grey skin.
The creature sees him and says with her sweet voice, wich seems terribly wrong in that body born of nightmare.
"Oh... you are not my sweetie. You should not be here. " she turns towards the table were she were cooking, and produces a long, curved knive, wich have splattered blood on it.
"No worries... I can still cook a nice dessert with you... "
And she jumps towards the monk!!
Please roll initiative:
Aunt Vissy: 20
Jorunn: 6
Map:
PbP Character: A few ;)
Moravasti does his best to remain stoic as he gazes upon the repulsive woman. He grips his quarterstaff with both hands, hoping for a peaceful exchange with her but preparing to defend himself if necessary.
The monk steps forward to meet his oncoming attacker and quickly makes two attempts to strike with his quarterstaff...
Moravasti then prepares to dodge when Aunt Vissy retaliates. (Patient Defense bonus action, 1 ki point used)
EDIT: Both melee attack rolls should be 22; I failed to add the +8
Anatol reacts by entering he room and covering Moravasti.
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(Sorry for missing posts this weekend.)
initiative: 7
Current Player In: The Guild as Elsara Deepmoon
@Pokke no worries!
For the shake of simplicity CON ST vs 14.
Anatol CON ST: 18
Jorun CON ST: 20
Moravasti CON ST: 22
Vallineral CON ST: 9
Anyone who fails is considered Poisoned
Jorunn's attacks:
Attack: 10 Damage: 14
Attack: 12 Damage: 14
Aunt Vissy attacs:
Vs Moravasti:
Attack: 27 Damage: 15
Vs Jorun:
Attack: 20 Damage: 15
Attack: 15 Damage: 11
The creature, giggling happily starts to move towards the monk, and all of a sudden, jumps towards him, raising the big knive with a terrible scream!!
He is, however, ready and launcehs two well directed attacks. But the stench is so horrible that makes him reeks and he isn't able to put all his strength behind them.
Jorunn, covering her face from the hedor, tries to cut her down with her axe.
The first one doesn't find its mark, but she uses the momentum of her movement to cut down and the blade of her axe cuts the creature in the shoulder.
Aunt Vissy screams, and a black liquid splashes from her wound. The blood is acidic and provokes burnings in both Moravasti and Junn.
The creature laughs histerically and attacks both, Jorunn and Moravasti, with fast movements of her knife, trying to stab the goliath two times, as she has wounded her. But her attacks are too weak and predictable for the two seasoned warriors. Jorunn deviates the knife with her shield, making an opening for Anatol and Vallineral to attack.
I took the liberty to move Vallineral next to the others so he can attack too, but if you want to move to another position or to do anything else we just move you next iteration of the combat map.
Also Anatol please tell me where you want to be in the map. I put you there because you said you wanted to cover Moravasti... but you have enought momevent to move farther.
Map:
Initiative tracker:
Moravasti
Jorunn
Aunt Vissy
Anatol
Vallineral
PbP Character: A few ;)
Anatol moves away from the monster. (to C 8 )
He will then cast Firebolt Attack: 26 Damage: 12
Writing a Story
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The fire impacts the monster on the shoulder and she screams of pain and fury, the scarred piutrid flesh bursting with the reaction of her acidic blood with the fire. She looks to the wizard and with her soft voice she goes
" Oh that wasn't polite little one, was it? I will have to ground you now... I am so sorry about that"
she leans her head to one side while saying it and in her eyes Anatol can see that she is truly sorry.
Vallineral thinkg that, perhaps thanks to that distraction he could attack her...
( Vallineral's turn, followed by Moravasti's )
PbP Character: A few ;)
The elf moves his doubled bladed sword experterly and tries to slice down the awful creature
Attack: 8 Damage: 9
Attack: 12 Damage: 10
his first attack is dodged by her, and the second, executed with a spin of the paladin and moving the other edge of the blade upwards, hits the creature, but it doesn't cut deep enough to make real damage.
( Moravasti's turn!)
PbP Character: A few ;)
As the battle continues Aunt Vissy becomes more repugnant, and Moravasti finds the sweet tone of her words to be rather haunting. The monk slides forward, attacking once again with his quarterstaff...
And, then, releasing his staff with one hand, he attempts two empty-handed martial arts strikes...
(1 ki point used for Flurry of Blows)
The attacks of the monk land serious blows in the creature. Aunt Vissy moans a little bit with every hit, like if she doesn't understand why is beign punished.
Junn takes advantage of the momentary staggering of the mounstrous creature and cuts her down with her axe!
Attack: 18 Damage: 11
Attack: 8 Damage: 5
The first cut makes a deep wound into the creature's flesh, and more of the black ichor splashes towrdas the warriors that oppose it.
The acid burns Junn's arm and she takes a step back, dropping her weapon.
Aunt Vissy looks to her wounds, then looks to them and frowns her putrid face, looking at them dissapointed.
Then she opens her mouth more than any mortal creature could and sprouts the black ichor towards them!
For the wound that Junn made you three suffer 11 damage.
CON Saving Trhow at 16 for all of you three. On a failure you suffer: 19 poison damage and you are Poisoned. Half damage and no conditionn on success.
Junn's ST: 15
Beign just in front of her, Junn takes the full blast of the black ichor. She felt how it burns her flesh in every inch of it that it's exposed. It even penetrates among the junctures of her armor, burning her body inside. She feels sick and drops to one knee, covering with her shield trying to get some fresh air.
PbP Character: A few ;)
CON saving throw for Moravasti:8
The monk immediately feels the sinister effects of the poison moving through his body...
I will move this one, since Pokkepalady had to quit the forums, Neomagus seems to have deleted his character but fortunately I will manage. I will try to recruit some more players to join you two soon, but we can continue... sorry for the delay!
Vallineral attacks:
Attack: 19 Damage: 27
Attack: 21 Damage: 21
Vallineral attacks the creature with his doubled edged scimitar, the blades swirling with silver flames on it. The demon manages to parry the first attack with her knive, but the elf had forsee this and quickly changed the angle of the other blade, cutting from the belly to the torso of the creature, wich screams on pain and surprise when the silver flames crosses her body, leavung charred scars on it. It seems that the sacred fire cauterized the wounds so fast that no poison is spelled this time from the wound.
( Moravasti's turn! )
PbP Character: A few ;)
Moravasti attacks:
Attack: 11 Damage: Unable to parse dice roll.
Attack: 19 Damage: 6
Seeing that the attacks of his companions spill more and more of the caustic blac goo over them, Moravasti jumps into action and uses his quarterstaff to hit the creature in the head.
Wounded as it was, the quarterstaff hits her at the temple and, with a cracking sound, the skull breaks and it falls, finally silent, to the floor. The body starts to melt, apparently consumed by her own acid, black, blood, and it forms a gross gloo in the floor.
The companions take a moment to regain their breath and they hear a faint voice behind them.
"Is.. is the monster dead?" asks the little girl. She is pale, with her eyes red and marks on her dirty face to have been crying.
Jun answers " Yes. She cannot hurt you any longer "
The little girl runs towards her and hold to her leg.
"Would you stay here with me? I do not want to be alone..."
Jun looks to the others, not knowing what to answer.
"Should I stay while you look for the... others?"
Anatol's knowledge helps them
"You should probably stay and guard her. The demons are trying to kill her memories, to change them in order to drive her crazy. This" he says "should be a happy memory of this woman. Now perverted and turned into something horrible. I cannot imagine something worse that a child feeling fear from those that should protect and care her. We should continue before it's too late "
Jun nods and stays with the girl. They saw them at their backs as they cross the house and take the other door. the surroundings of the house seems to have, somehow, improved now. The green grass has extended to more than just some inches from their path.
The land changes, and from the gentle hills that surrounded the house they are now in a forest. The tress appear twisted and most of them are dead. The branches curl above their heads and loom behind as if they were trying to catch them.
They soon heard the sound of a stream, and the laughs and giggles of a woman and man. The forest opens up, and the trees become green and alive once more. The closer they get to the sounds, the more alive becomes the forest. Birds start chipring and they can see the ocasional squirrel jumping from one brach to another.
The move towards the laughs and they see a group of five teenagers enjoying a beatiful day in the woods. A couple of them are eating and drinking behind the filtered sun under the shadow of a great willow. The other three are taking a bath, playing in the gentle stream.
Suddenly. A great shadow covers the sun. A painful screech fills the air and as the shadow advances, the forest whiters and dies. The leafs falling from the branches and a freezing cold covers all. The winter falls over the scene as if someone covered it with a white and cold blanket. Snow start to fall and they can see their breath forming small traces of smoke.
Then the screams start. The river has been frozen, and where there was a solid surface of black ice. One young man is trapped with half of his body beneath the surface. His hips and legs trapped under the ice. Another girl screams but its more difficult to see her. Only her face and part of her left hand ar over the surface. The third girl who was in the stream is no where to be seen.
"HELP!! HELP!!" start to scream all of them " SOMEBODY HELP US!"
PbP Character: A few ;)