Edit: Mool is too stunned to do any thing but clutch the dead man to his chest, crying for this round.
Initiative: 12 Elric was enjoying the dinner and the atmosphere, along with the fact the he was learning so much about these events and the persons invloved. He was interested in Androll himself and had it in mind to join whoever was going to the catacombs. He figured his visual advantage would be able to help in such a place, and he wanted to contribute. The Albino Half-Elf's thoughts were enraptured by an unexpected reality. There was some kind of attack.
Elric will move closer to mool, trying to be in between him and the threat, take out 3 sling pellets casting Magic Stone on them, and ready an attack for a hostile. His intent, to protect Mool.
It was unfortunate that he could not fully bond with his new weapon, he would have to rely on his magical stones for now. A bit comical, but deadly none the less.
Tanogar glances over the person who addressed them, contemplating for a moment before bowing their head slightly. "Greetings Landshaper. I hail from Chult, seeking the cause of Ubtao's silence." Looking up at Tegid with a rather bland look on his face, which still appears somewhat menacing given the tattoos on his face.
Tegid is nonplussed by Tanogar's appearance, having known various warriors from his tribe with tattooed faces, "I hail from near the Reaching Woods, I am seeking.........
At this point in time, there are the screams and the above actions happen. "Let's pick this up again after some of this settles down."
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Odo Proudfoot - Lvl 10 Halfling Monk - Princes of the Apocalypse (Campaign Finished)
Before you can all begin to work out a plan, Mool gets a very concerned look on his face, and you all realize suddenly that at some point, the music has stopped outside. As you listen, you begin to hear the screams of the crowd shift from exhuberant joy to fearful panic.
Without warning, a man wearing a celebretory tunic that is covered in blood bursts through the door, screaming and crying like a child.
" THE EYES! THE EYES! MELORA HELP US ALL IT WAS EATING THEIR DAMNED EYES!'
The man collapses to his knees and falls forward to the unyielding stone floor. To your horror, viscous green venom bubbles and steams from a huge slash across the man's back. Mool runs to him and tries to save the man, but he is too late, the man is dead.
Before you can all begin to work out a plan, Mool gets a very concerned look on his face, and you all realize suddenly that at some point, the music has stopped outside. As you listen, you begin to hear the screams of the crowd shift from exhuberant joy to fearful panic.
Without warning, a man wearing a celebretory tunic that is covered in blood bursts through the door, screaming and crying like a child.
" THE EYES! THE EYES! MELORA HELP US ALL IT WAS EATING THEIR DAMNED EYES!'
The man collapses to his knees and falls forward to the unyielding stone floor. To your horror, viscous green venom bubbles and steams from a huge slash across the man's back. Mool runs to him and tries to save the man, but he is too late, the man is dead.
DMOOC: Well g'morning everybody! holy cow you guys are efficient,i didnt think so many of you would have responded already. I'm just waiting on Merric, Ai'ryn, Mallus, and TlakShik's Initiative rolls, I'll gonna give em a couple more hours to have have a chance to post before i reveal the combat scenario in full, and then IT"S ON! lol.
As a note, my assumption(and by assumption,I mean I'm railroading you all as politely as possible) is that the group as a whole moves through the wide temple doors to the courtyard as a whole, so when I post the complete initiative order your location will be on the front steps to the temple facing the courtyard. Im off to work to go play in the dirt some more, but it should be a quick day today, barring anything stupid happening. see you all later!
This post has potentially manipulated dice roll results.
A the tumult increases, Tlak-Shik smoothly stands upright, gythka appearing in his grasp as if it were conjured there. Looking over the heads of the mass of people he will try and dicern what is taking place in the courtyard beyond. Moving gracefully for his bulk, he slides through the crowd and exits the temple prepared for battle.
Initiative 10
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Panic is a mechanism that strengthens the gene pool.
(OOC: Ai’ryn and TlakShik, I would appreciate it if you would link your characters to https://ddb.ac/campaigns/join/13172951748595261 if possible. Maybe it’s meta gaming, but it does help all of us discern each others’ strengths and weaknesses.)
Koric whistles appreciatively at the map, "That is exquisite work! i wish I had my tools to make a proper copy; do you mind if I keep it for the night and make the best copy I can?"
(( Depending on the above, Koric will hastily grab the map and put it inside his coat when the ruckus begins ))
To Thurk he says "A little, but much of what I know is about defence -- in one way or another -- and I know a little healing. People such as yourself are needed for the challenging enemies!" he says with a smile, "But I do what I can."
(OOC: Ai’ryn and TlakShik, I would appreciate it if you would link your characters to https://ddb.ac/campaigns/join/13172951748595261 if possible. Maybe it’s meta gaming, but it does help all of us discern each others’ strengths and weaknesses.)
(OOC: I tried, but it said the campaign was full)
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"Mark": Goliath Paladin - Shipwrecked on Fugue: A Journey of Self-Discovery Razil Trympan: Tiefling Warlock - The Tower of Zenopus
Ai'ryn enjoys the feast and the festivities, making small talk and introducing himself to those around him. As the atmosphere changes, his eyes flash wildly, as he readies himself to summon whatever powers he must, and prepares to face the consequences.
Walking through the doors with the group, he holds his dagger in one hand, his other ready at his side to reach into his component pouch, waiting to fire off a spell at his opponents. In the rush of preparing himself, he stumbles the slightest bit in the commotion, and looks up to see combat has already begun.
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"Mark": Goliath Paladin - Shipwrecked on Fugue: A Journey of Self-Discovery Razil Trympan: Tiefling Warlock - The Tower of Zenopus
OOC, sorry just noticed i already had merric's role!
Here goes!
As you step out the door to the dining hall into the temple courtyard, the the smell of fried food and pipe-smoke has given way to fear and panic. The crowd screams and surges, first one direction, then the other. After a few moments, the crowd splits in half like two halves of a piece of firewood does when presented with the business end of an axe. As each half of the crowd pushes to the courtyard walls, you see at the opposite end of the open area near the large arched entrances the stage upon which the bands had been performing. The group of bards gathered on stage are staring down in horror at a slimy green monstrosity, mouths agape. The monster is large, nearly the size of a small giant. It has a long pointy nose, a bulbous midsection, green skin, and a huge mouth full of razor sharp teeth, dripping with puss and green bile. It's body is covered with boils and it is leaking and oozing everywhere within 5 feet of it. Facing off against the monster are three young adventurers, perhaps the members of some group that had come late to the call to aid the town.
Gnashing it's teeth with a noise that makes everyone nearby cover their ears, it growls menacingly ,"FOR OOOOORRRRRCUUUUUUSSSSS!!!" The monster stares down the elf, dwarf, and man and reaches one claw to it's belly, then it slices deeply into it's own stomach and shoves it's hand inside. In an arcing motion, it splatters a huge handfull of gore and bubbling venom into the faces of the young heroes, who fall to the ground, choking and vomiting untill one by one they stop moving and slip into the dark, their first adventure becoming their last.
Order of Initiative :
Thurk
Righteousness
Merric
Tanogar
Tegid and Jhoni(tie, dont bother re rolling unless it matters for some reason)
rolling for Gling: EDIT:13, see DM notes for details
Elelyel and Elric(ditto)
TlakShik
EDIT: Forgot to roll for the VENOM TROLL: (edit:9 ON ORIGINAL ROLL, CHANGED WHEN EDITED ACCIDENTALLY)
Elelyel Initiative: 12
Initiative 14
Odo Proudfoot - Lvl 10 Halfling Monk - Princes of the Apocalypse (Campaign Finished)
Orryn Pebblefoot - Lvl 5 Rock Gnome Wizard (Deceased) - Waterdeep: Dragon Heist (Deceased)
Anerin Ap Tewdr - Lvl 5 Human (Variant) Bard (College of Valor) - Waterdeep: Dragon Heist
Nivlen Initiative: 5
Mana - Verdan Bard - Dragon Heist
”I love deadlines. I like the whooshing sound they make as they fly by.” - Douglas Adams
”I’ve suffered a great many catastrophes in my life. Most of them never happened.” - Mark Twain
”I am not young enough to know everything.” - Oscar Wilde
Initiative: 16
Initiative: 12
Elric was enjoying the dinner and the atmosphere, along with the fact the he was learning so much about these events and the persons invloved. He was interested in Androll himself and had it in mind to join whoever was going to the catacombs. He figured his visual advantage would be able to help in such a place, and he wanted to contribute. The Albino Half-Elf's thoughts were enraptured by an unexpected reality. There was some kind of attack.
Elric will move closer to mool, trying to be in between him and the threat, take out 3 sling pellets casting Magic Stone on them, and ready an attack for a hostile. His intent, to protect Mool.
It was unfortunate that he could not fully bond with his new weapon, he would have to rely on his magical stones for now. A bit comical, but deadly none the less.
Drow enthusiast
Lover of lore and magic.
-The White Crow-
Tegid is nonplussed by Tanogar's appearance, having known various warriors from his tribe with tattooed faces, "I hail from near the Reaching Woods, I am seeking.........
At this point in time, there are the screams and the above actions happen. "Let's pick this up again after some of this settles down."
Odo Proudfoot - Lvl 10 Halfling Monk - Princes of the Apocalypse (Campaign Finished)
Orryn Pebblefoot - Lvl 5 Rock Gnome Wizard (Deceased) - Waterdeep: Dragon Heist (Deceased)
Anerin Ap Tewdr - Lvl 5 Human (Variant) Bard (College of Valor) - Waterdeep: Dragon Heist
18 my initiative
just as he had composed himself and returned, seeing this wounded celebrant aggrieved him, and he heard the words. "WARE, BEHOLDER OUTSIDE!"
Ooc: sorry sorry had a 16 hour shift and after I got some sleep I saw I had missed a bucket load of updates!
IC: initiative gift Jhoni 3
my initiative was 18
DMOOC: Well g'morning everybody! holy cow you guys are efficient,i didnt think so many of you would have responded already. I'm just waiting on Merric, Ai'ryn, Mallus, and TlakShik's Initiative rolls, I'll gonna give em a couple more hours to have have a chance to post before i reveal the combat scenario in full, and then IT"S ON! lol.
As a note, my assumption(and by assumption,I mean I'm railroading you all as politely as possible) is that the group as a whole moves through the wide temple doors to the courtyard as a whole, so when I post the complete initiative order your location will be on the front steps to the temple facing the courtyard. Im off to work to go play in the dirt some more, but it should be a quick day today, barring anything stupid happening. see you all later!
(Sorry for not posting, it keeps deleting my post.
Mallus Initiative : 16
A the tumult increases, Tlak-Shik smoothly stands upright, gythka appearing in his grasp as if it were conjured there. Looking over the heads of the mass of people he will try and dicern what is taking place in the courtyard beyond. Moving gracefully for his bulk, he slides through the crowd and exits the temple prepared for battle.
Initiative 10
Panic is a mechanism that strengthens the gene pool.
(OOC:. Gonna be driving for a while, posting initiative but won't be able to post again until tonight)
Initiative: 3
"Mark": Goliath Paladin - Shipwrecked on Fugue: A Journey of Self-Discovery
Razil Trympan: Tiefling Warlock - The Tower of Zenopus
(OOC: Ai’ryn and TlakShik, I would appreciate it if you would link your characters to https://ddb.ac/campaigns/join/13172951748595261 if possible. Maybe it’s meta gaming, but it does help all of us discern each others’ strengths and weaknesses.)
Mana - Verdan Bard - Dragon Heist
”I love deadlines. I like the whooshing sound they make as they fly by.” - Douglas Adams
”I’ve suffered a great many catastrophes in my life. Most of them never happened.” - Mark Twain
”I am not young enough to know everything.” - Oscar Wilde
"But of course," says Mool with a gentle smile.
(OOC: I tried, but it said the campaign was full)
"Mark": Goliath Paladin - Shipwrecked on Fugue: A Journey of Self-Discovery
Razil Trympan: Tiefling Warlock - The Tower of Zenopus
Ai'ryn enjoys the feast and the festivities, making small talk and introducing himself to those around him. As the atmosphere changes, his eyes flash wildly, as he readies himself to summon whatever powers he must, and prepares to face the consequences.
Walking through the doors with the group, he holds his dagger in one hand, his other ready at his side to reach into his component pouch, waiting to fire off a spell at his opponents. In the rush of preparing himself, he stumbles the slightest bit in the commotion, and looks up to see combat has already begun.
"Mark": Goliath Paladin - Shipwrecked on Fugue: A Journey of Self-Discovery
Razil Trympan: Tiefling Warlock - The Tower of Zenopus
OOC, sorry just noticed i already had merric's role!
Here goes!
As you step out the door to the dining hall into the temple courtyard, the the smell of fried food and pipe-smoke has given way to fear and panic. The crowd screams and surges, first one direction, then the other. After a few moments, the crowd splits in half like two halves of a piece of firewood does when presented with the business end of an axe. As each half of the crowd pushes to the courtyard walls, you see at the opposite end of the open area near the large arched entrances the stage upon which the bands had been performing. The group of bards gathered on stage are staring down in horror at a slimy green monstrosity, mouths agape. The monster is large, nearly the size of a small giant. It has a long pointy nose, a bulbous midsection, green skin, and a huge mouth full of razor sharp teeth, dripping with puss and green bile. It's body is covered with boils and it is leaking and oozing everywhere within 5 feet of it. Facing off against the monster are three young adventurers, perhaps the members of some group that had come late to the call to aid the town.
Gnashing it's teeth with a noise that makes everyone nearby cover their ears, it growls menacingly ,"FOR OOOOORRRRRCUUUUUUSSSSS!!!" The monster stares down the elf, dwarf, and man and reaches one claw to it's belly, then it slices deeply into it's own stomach and shoves it's hand inside. In an arcing motion, it splatters a huge handfull of gore and bubbling venom into the faces of the young heroes, who fall to the ground, choking and vomiting untill one by one they stop moving and slip into the dark, their first adventure becoming their last.
Order of Initiative :
Thurk
Righteousness
Merric
Tanogar
Tegid and Jhoni(tie, dont bother re rolling unless it matters for some reason)
rolling for Gling: EDIT:13, see DM notes for details
Elelyel and Elric(ditto)
TlakShik
EDIT: Forgot to roll for the VENOM TROLL: (edit:9 ON ORIGINAL ROLL, CHANGED WHEN EDITED ACCIDENTALLY)
Mallus
Nivlen
Ai'ryn and Koric
if range is 60 ft to 30 ft., on my turn, I throw my handaxe. while it's traveling, i don't move and instead don my shield.
Attack: 7 Damage: 7