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Kerric:
Taking a chance, Kerric moves to the priest’s last known location and launches into an attack pattern designed to confuse and distract the invisible opponent into making noise as he dodges.
(Bonus action feint to cancel disadvantage on the first attack)
Kerric's feint gave him just enough of an edge to catch the invisible foe with his first attack which caused the caster to drop their cloak of invisibility. Exposed, the elven warrior's blade makes purchase. His combined attack draws the last breath from the Skyweaver cultist in the hallway.
Xalkas pops his head out of cover and hurls a flaming bolt at one of the priests. It seemed harmless until it ruptured and severely burns them. Screaming in pain, they wobble, yet don't fall.
Ebele turns her head to face Kerric's direction. She dips her head in deep appreciation, whispering a thank you in his mother tongue. Pivoting, the monk then strides her way towards where she heard Flux last, near the doorway. Grabbing a pair of darts, she whips them into the room.
The burned priest seethes and chants, soon their whole body evaporates into smoke. Much like how they arrived, the smoke was now leaving, seeping through the eastern wall perhaps towards the hallway.
After taking two darts, the priest near Hers looks in rough shape as well. Catching wind of their companion ghosting them, it appears it was time to retreat. And it was a good idea to boot. With a similar chant, they dissipate into a gaseous form and seeps into the southern wall.
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Seeing the cultist escape as "fart clouds" Flux lets out a string of dwarvish curses, before in fearing a worst case scenario, rushed through the room and out into the eastern hall. But while most dwarves were known for their athletic ability and sprinting, by the time he made it out to the other side the genasi looked winded and needed to lean against a nearby wall to rest. "You... you're not... getting away... that... woo~.... that easy!" He breathlessly assured, prior to then bracing himself to summon more sacred waters to rain on the clouds day.
... Or, well, try to, in any event. Because for all he knew even divine magic couldn't touch them in their altered state.
Action/Movement: Rush into the eastern hallway from the barrack room.
OR(if full movement would suffice to see one of the cultist clouds)
Action: Cast Sacred Water on said cultist, inflicting 15 radiant damage on a failed Dex Save(DC 16).
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It is with some relief the white-haired half-elven courtier watches as the remaining two adversaries turn into mist and float away. As her rescuers follow the hwoling hatred cultists so does she and unleashes yet another string of insults laced with subtle enchantments directed at the closest howling hatred cultist, hoping hearing is still functioning for the floating clouds of howling hatred.
Vicious Mockery, Wis save 15 or 6 psychic damage and disadvantage on the next attack roll.
Xalkas will give chase, and let loose another fire bolt. (Should his 25ft of movement be enough to get line of sight on either retreating foe. 25 to hit. 10 fire dmg)
Kerric races after the clouds, hurting a fire ball towards it in hopes to steam the vapour. However, it soars wide of his target.
Flux rushes as fast as a winded man can towards a fart cloud. Summoning his sacred golden showers to pound down upon the gaseous form, the cleric could swear that he had successfully watered it down when it would seem to waft out of the way at the last moment.
Herse curses after it. Sabynn joins in with casting her insults. While the woman's words seem to hurt enough to cause the one cloud to sag, it doesn't dissipate.
Xalkas squeezes his way through Flux's legs and lets one rip. His fire bolt streaks through the air and lights the 'methane'ous gas on fire. It squeaks into a full on scream as the cultist reforms as he falls to his death.
Following Kerric's footsteps, Ebele hurries her way. With nothing to lose so to speak, she grabs a dart and hurls it in the direction Kerric hurled his bolt, and Sabynn was mocking. The saggy cloud resisted some of the impact, but not enough to block it from going threw. The dart pushes the gas to condense back into a solid being, dropping dead.
[Initiative Over!]
(Sorry for the extended delay there folks. It's been busy, rough and lacking motivation. We are also getting into busy season. I will keep posting as I can/am able, and as long as you all continue to interact. Thank you for your patience and I hope you're still having a good time considering. Cheers.)
"Everyone okay?"The white-haired half-elven courtier calls out over the battlefield as the dust settles, making her way over to the blindfolded monk to check on her wounds.
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Kerric:
Checking to make sure all the enemies are defeated, Kerric says, “Yes, it seems we are all alive and the cultists are defeated, though not without a cost.”
Also checking on the injured, he searches the bodies of the cultists for useful items.
Perception: 16
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Gerrard Feldren - Human Noble in Ghosts of Saltmarsh
Kerric Brightblade - Elven Warrior in "Apocalypse"
"Nothing a few bandages and some respire can't fix on my end. But something tells me we be needing to move on elsewhere for that."The plane-touched dwarf called back in response, before then taking a moment to clutch his shield and softly utter a prayer. A faint golden light briefly surroundings the genasi, and left him looking a touch more relieved. But after which Flux yet mustered the resolve to head over and throw the closest ex-fart cloud cultist over a shoulder to carry them back into the barracks; only to then deposited them among the rest of the bodies for ease of looting, if nothing else.
"Tch. I've heard of rude awakenings, but that has been far the worse I've experienced to date! Cursed windbags."He said with a sigh towards the end, before heading back out in the other hall to grab the next body. "While you two are at it, mind confiscating their weapons and handing them off to the others in there? Least so they can defend themselves, if nothing else."Flux asks of Kerric, Herse, and whoever else happened to be helping on the looting front, before gesturing to the rescued prisoners.
-Using Harness Divine Power to regain a level 2 spellslot.
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”Of course, we should all be armed as well as may be before we continue. Does anyone know where the rest of the Dwarven Delegation is being held?” responds Kerric.
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Gerrard Feldren - Human Noble in Ghosts of Saltmarsh
Kerric Brightblade - Elven Warrior in "Apocalypse"
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Kerric:
Taking a chance, Kerric moves to the priest’s last known location and launches into an attack pattern designed to confuse and distract the invisible opponent into making noise as he dodges.
(Bonus action feint to cancel disadvantage on the first attack)
Elven Curved Blade Feint Attack: Attack: 14 Damage: 10
Second Attack at Disadvantage: Attack: 9 Damage: 12
Gerrard Feldren - Human Noble in Ghosts of Saltmarsh
Kerric Brightblade - Elven Warrior in "Apocalypse"
Xalkas hurls another fire bolt towards the first enemy he sees as he pops out to look from the cover he’s taken. (18 to hit/ 19 fire dmg)
He then quickly moves to whatever cover/protection he has found from further retaliation.
Initiative
P1 | P2 | SW | Kerric | Flux | Herse | Sabynn | Xalkas | Ebele | Lewin
Kerric's feint gave him just enough of an edge to catch the invisible foe with his first attack which caused the caster to drop their cloak of invisibility. Exposed, the elven warrior's blade makes purchase. His combined attack draws the last breath from the Skyweaver cultist in the hallway.
Initiative
P1 | P2 | Kerric | Flux | Herse | Sabynn | Xalkas | Ebele | Lewin
Xalkas pops his head out of cover and hurls a flaming bolt at one of the priests. It seemed harmless until it ruptured and severely burns them. Screaming in pain, they wobble, yet don't fall.
Initiative
P1 | P2 | Kerric | Flux | Herse | Sabynn | Xalkas | Ebele | Lewin
Ebele turns her head to face Kerric's direction. She dips her head in deep appreciation, whispering a thank you in his mother tongue. Pivoting, the monk then strides her way towards where she heard Flux last, near the doorway. Grabbing a pair of darts, she whips them into the room.
Attack 1: 21 Damage: 5
Attack 2: 15 Damage: 4
Initiative
P1 | P2 | Kerric | Flux | Herse | Sabynn | Xalkas | Ebele | Lewin
The burned priest seethes and chants, soon their whole body evaporates into smoke. Much like how they arrived, the smoke was now leaving, seeping through the eastern wall perhaps towards the hallway.
After taking two darts, the priest near Hers looks in rough shape as well. Catching wind of their companion ghosting them, it appears it was time to retreat. And it was a good idea to boot. With a similar chant, they dissipate into a gaseous form and seeps into the southern wall.
Initiative
P1 | P2 | Kerric | Flux | Herse | Sabynn | Xalkas | Ebele | Lewin
Roll Call: Everyone!
just an unstable unicorn.
Seeing the cultist escape as "fart clouds" Flux lets out a string of dwarvish curses, before in fearing a worst case scenario, rushed through the room and out into the eastern hall. But while most dwarves were known for their athletic ability and sprinting, by the time he made it out to the other side the genasi looked winded and needed to lean against a nearby wall to rest. "You... you're not... getting away... that... woo~.... that easy!" He breathlessly assured, prior to then bracing himself to summon more sacred waters to rain on the clouds day.
... Or, well, try to, in any event. Because for all he knew even divine magic couldn't touch them in their altered state.
Action/Movement: Rush into the eastern hallway from the barrack room.
OR(if full movement would suffice to see one of the cultist clouds)
Action: Cast Sacred Water on said cultist, inflicting 15 radiant damage on a failed Dex Save(DC 16).
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
Kerric:
Racing after the departing clouds, Kerric tries to burn one with his magic!
Fire Bolt: Attack: 10 Damage: 7
Gerrard Feldren - Human Noble in Ghosts of Saltmarsh
Kerric Brightblade - Elven Warrior in "Apocalypse"
It is with some relief the white-haired half-elven courtier watches as the remaining two adversaries turn into mist and float away. As her rescuers follow the hwoling hatred cultists so does she and unleashes yet another string of insults laced with subtle enchantments directed at the closest howling hatred cultist, hoping hearing is still functioning for the floating clouds of howling hatred.
Vicious Mockery, Wis save 15 or 6 psychic damage and disadvantage on the next attack roll.
"Come back ye bloody cowards" Herse yells following it up with a string of dwarvish curses
Laissez les bons temps rouler
Xalkas will give chase, and let loose another fire bolt. (Should his 25ft of movement be enough to get line of sight on either retreating foe. 25 to hit. 10 fire dmg)
Initiative
P1 | P2 | Kerric | Flux | Herse | Sabynn | Xalkas | Ebele | Lewin
Kerric races after the clouds, hurting a fire ball towards it in hopes to steam the vapour. However, it soars wide of his target.
Flux rushes as fast as a winded man can towards a fart cloud. Summoning his sacred golden showers to pound down upon the gaseous form, the cleric could swear that he had successfully watered it down when it would seem to waft out of the way at the last moment.
Herse curses after it. Sabynn joins in with casting her insults. While the woman's words seem to hurt enough to cause the one cloud to sag, it doesn't dissipate.
Xalkas squeezes his way through Flux's legs and lets one rip. His fire bolt streaks through the air and lights the 'methane'ous gas on fire. It squeaks into a full on scream as the cultist reforms as he falls to his death.
Following Kerric's footsteps, Ebele hurries her way. With nothing to lose so to speak, she grabs a dart and hurls it in the direction Kerric hurled his bolt, and Sabynn was mocking. The saggy cloud resisted some of the impact, but not enough to block it from going threw. The dart pushes the gas to condense back into a solid being, dropping dead.
[Initiative Over!]
(Sorry for the extended delay there folks. It's been busy, rough and lacking motivation. We are also getting into busy season. I will keep posting as I can/am able, and as long as you all continue to interact. Thank you for your patience and I hope you're still having a good time considering. Cheers.)
just an unstable unicorn.
"Everyone okay?" The white-haired half-elven courtier calls out over the battlefield as the dust settles, making her way over to the blindfolded monk to check on her wounds.
Kerric:
Checking to make sure all the enemies are defeated, Kerric says, “Yes, it seems we are all alive and the cultists are defeated, though not without a cost.”
Also checking on the injured, he searches the bodies of the cultists for useful items.
Perception: 16
Gerrard Feldren - Human Noble in Ghosts of Saltmarsh
Kerric Brightblade - Elven Warrior in "Apocalypse"
Herse aids in the search
Laissez les bons temps rouler
"Nothing a few bandages and some respire can't fix on my end. But something tells me we be needing to move on elsewhere for that." The plane-touched dwarf called back in response, before then taking a moment to clutch his shield and softly utter a prayer. A faint golden light briefly surroundings the genasi, and left him looking a touch more relieved. But after which Flux yet mustered the resolve to head over and throw the closest ex-fart cloud cultist over a shoulder to carry them back into the barracks; only to then deposited them among the rest of the bodies for ease of looting, if nothing else.
"Tch. I've heard of rude awakenings, but that has been far the worse I've experienced to date! Cursed windbags." He said with a sigh towards the end, before heading back out in the other hall to grab the next body. "While you two are at it, mind confiscating their weapons and handing them off to the others in there? Least so they can defend themselves, if nothing else." Flux asks of Kerric, Herse, and whoever else happened to be helping on the looting front, before gesturing to the rescued prisoners.
-Using Harness Divine Power to regain a level 2 spellslot.
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
Kerric:
”Of course, we should all be armed as well as may be before we continue. Does anyone know where the rest of the Dwarven Delegation is being held?” responds Kerric.
Gerrard Feldren - Human Noble in Ghosts of Saltmarsh
Kerric Brightblade - Elven Warrior in "Apocalypse"