Storm King's Thunder

//Pretty sure 10 feet//

Angel is able to help Marav move at half Marav's speed, no check needed (though it does consume Angel's action each round).

The firebolt hits the sphere surrounding the dwarf, and  is snuffed out of existence. 

Rip's spiritual weapon has been forced out from the sphere of protection, and cannot enter the sphere.

// You can redirect the attack against a skeleton if you like. In any case you must roll with disadvantage because of the fog cloud. //

Quill cannot seem to see anything in the field of fog. She is able to relay a sense some extra danger approaching to Ink, telepathically.

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Quill cannot seem to see anything in the field of fog. She is able to relay a sense some extra danger approaching to Ink, telepathically.

//Since notifications aren't working and I am busy tonight, I am gonna roll my next Int save. Just to get it out of the way.

Intelligence: 8

 Ink can't perceive any danger now, besides the obvious danger obscured by the fog cloud and the fire that is quickly spreading his direction.

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//Since notifications aren't working and I am busy tonight, I am gonna roll my next Int save. Just to get it out of the way.

Intelligence: 8

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 Seeing the fog cloud go up, flint moves to the wall and starts scaling using dash movement. Athletics: 17 spending 40' to move vertically.  //how far would that be actual?//

The fog cloud rolls over the shimmering globe that the dwarf has put in place around him, and the fog is held completely at bay. It covers the skeletons, but you can see the dwarf standing there in a sort of alcove formed by thick gray fog. He looks around at the fog, in back of him and to the side. Then he raises his hands and hurls several scorching rays of fire at everyone! 

Attacking Angel: 11 Damage: 7 fire

Attacking Marav: 28 Damage: 14 fire

Attacking Ink: 25 Damage: 6 fire

Attacking Rip: 19 Damage: 9 fire

Attacking Flint: 18 Damage: 9 fire

Attacking Crownsguard: 25 Damage: 3 fire

Moments later, two skeletons join the dwarf in the fog-free bubble and heft their bows...and seeing Crownsguard near the wall, they aim down and loose their arrows at him.

Longbow Attack: 10 Damage: 5 piercing
Longbow Attack: 8 Damage: 10 piercing

// Players up! // 

Ink falls unconscious again... dangerously close to the fire he was hoping to quell.  His sword, bright red, in one hand, while a small vial of some potion is in his other hand.  The fog cloud begins to dissipate.

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Angel grabs the stunned Marav and moves him TWENTY FEET north into the forest.

//Was Crownsguard climbing? I thought Flint was//

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//Was Crownsguard climbing? I thought Flint was//

//Ok. Seeing as everyone has a buddy, let’s stick together!//

Crownsguard will join Flint climbing! Leave no man behind! Climb, Dash, Climb!

(If Athletics is needed: 20)

Crownsguard has no nose and so has no sense what the fungus smells like, but it squishes and oozes under his grip as he climbs up after Flint.

“Attention. Safety Fact of the Day: It is harder for me to protect you if you are not close to me. This has been your announcement for today. Thank you.”

ok redirect spirit wep to a skelly, no disadvantage cause it doesn't need los, Rip helps Ink down the potion.

"upsy daisy! looks like our heavy metal duo didn't get the retreat memo. I think that Dwarf is out of counterspells, why else would he duck out of sight before using his bubble?"

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ok redirect spirit wep to a skelly, no disadvantage cause it doesn't need los...

Seeing that the Castellan  has an unobstructed view, and that ink has fallen, flint drops to the ground, casts healing word on ink 5 then dashes  to the north. "C'mon crounsgard, time ta go."

Ink wakes up with the potion poured down his gullet (9 hp) and gets up. He then feels a surge of positive energy as Flint's spell hits him.

"Thanks, Rip... It looks like Flint is changing plans - tactical retreat. I've got one spell in me left, and I don't think I can douse these flames anymore, don't have the health needed to do so. You've got some movement left in you, right? Let's go run over and catch up to Angel and Marav."

Ink will run north trying to stay in the treeline under cover, while swinging his sword behind him using its innate ability to control flames so that it doesn't burn he and Rip as they run by.

Quill flies west so that she can be Ink's eyes as he makes a run for it.

Ink looks over his shoulder and casts and empowered (level 2) fog cloud about fifteen feet above the castellan's head (please adjust to where Ink knows it won't be within the sphere of influence).... From there a fog cloud grows FORTY feet in all directions, curling around the dwarf's sphere as it does.

//Marav already failed his saving throw this round... round 4 of being stunned I think? The damage tears into him but he is still breathing and looks like he'll be able to fight.//

Steele screeches loudly and attacks the dwarf again, once again attempting to knock him down. He doesn't understand why it didn't work.

Straight Attack: 19 Damage: 7

(Hit) 

Marav can no longer see Steele as she screeches. Knowing Steele the way he does, Marav can hear that she sounds agitated. All that Marav can do is falteringly speak, however; he is still stunned by whatever the dwarf did to party.