Feliara grabbed her dagger and closed her eyes momentarily, focusing on the old tales that the whispers of the deceased told her.
Bestow Tale(Bonus action): 5
Avenger(5). You recount the tale of an avenging knight. For 1 minute, whenever a creature the target can see within 30 feet of it is damaged by a creature, the target can use its reaction to deal force damage equal to a roll of your Bardic Inspiration die to the attacker.
And immediately after, she released that tale towards herself, summoning a phantasmal armor around her as she sang together with Fafner
"A rider cometh from the East Holding fast a spear He rides upon a mighty beast His heart does not know fear Etunahaimar awaits His anger and his wrath The One-Eyed War-King bringeth fate And corpses paint its path
Bring the head of horses Father of the wolf at sea The runes of ancient forces Thine for all eternity"
Feliara, after seeing how Syl got hit, used the magic of her tale to summon a spectral warrior that hit the slime with a ghostly lance. After that, she rushed towards the elf and, while doing so, assessed the wounds that the gelatinous mass caused to him. That surely hurt a lot, more than anyone could endure without flinching. She placed a hand on his shoulder, staying behind him, and channeled her magic through their bodies, healing the wounds that the enemy caused. And together with a show of appreciation, she gave him bardic inspiration.(1d6)
"Don't worry love, I've got your back!"
Reaction (Avenger): 4Force damage
Action (Cure wounds, 2nd level): 6
Bonus action (Bardic Insp for Syl).
Note: If a creature has a Bardic Inspiration die from you and casts a spell that restores hit points or deals damage, the creature can roll that die and choose a target affected by the spell. Add the number rolled as a bonus to the hit points regained or the damage dealt. The Bardic Inspiration die is then lost
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Syl neatly dodges each blow of the sluggish slime with ease and gives a confused look towards Feliara. "I'm doing alright. I'll never say no to some magic, Fel, but save your resources for later." He smiles and swivels to pummel the creature again, choosing to wrap his fists in cloth to prevent any actual contact with...it.
Seeing the Goo drooping, Bruvir planted his feet to steady himself. Then lifting his Warhammer all the back behind him, slammed it down with full force, scattering its essence across the room they were in. Seeing that he had defeated it, Bruvir laughed to himself before saying to no one in particular, "There's more where that came from!"
Syl twists his expression and wipes off the sludge gathered on his quarterstaff. "Eugh. Nasty creatures. Let's get out of here and be done quickly, no?"
Syl recommends he be the one to tightrope across the bridges - being quite light and agile, he begins to enter area V8 upon no other objections.
In this room, a 10-foot-tall painted statue of an armored male dwarf wielding a battleaxe and wearing a mask stands at the back of this 20-foot-high room. Before the statue, set into the floor, is an adamantine trapdoor with a pull ring along one side.
Bruvir whipped the goo off of his hammer before following Syl across the bridge to the chamber ahead. Spotting the trap door (and assuming Bruvir doesn't see any traps on the trapdoor with his low check), he went to door and attempted to pull it open and see what was below.
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Bruvir was too slow to get out of the way and took a jet of fire straight to the face. Roaring in pain, he dropped to the ground in agony, rolling around on the ground before he managed to get the majority of the fire out. When he rose, half his eyebrows and beard were gone (the right half) and his head was steaming, whether it was from the fire or his fury was hard to tell. "I swear to the All-Father himself..." Bruvir began muttering to no one in particular, "If there isn't a pile of treasure at the end of this after all I've been through I'm going to burn this entire infernal city to the ground!"
Feliara grabbed her dagger and closed her eyes momentarily, focusing on the old tales that the whispers of the deceased told her.
And immediately after, she released that tale towards herself, summoning a phantasmal armor around her as she sang together with Fafner
"A rider cometh from the East
Holding fast a spear
He rides upon a mighty beast
His heart does not know fear
Etunahaimar awaits
His anger and his wrath
The One-Eyed War-King bringeth fate
And corpses paint its path
Bring the head of horses
Father of the wolf at sea
The runes of ancient forces
Thine for all eternity"
Discord: Vápni Jhonson - Half Orc Fey Wanderer -- Hiritos // Sun-Scales - Dragonborn Armorer -- The Breath of the Machine // Acidia Lavenus - Cabal -- Mass Effect: Last Hope
Umbría: Lena - Oni Abyssal Blodrager -- Journey to the West (Pathfinder 1e) // Karzar "Sawtooth" - Soldier -- When Stars Fall (Starfinder)
Face to Face: DM -- Deepspace & Dragons // Kar'Val - Dragonborn Draconic Sorcerer // Aust Liadon - Summoner --Muntsa's Draconic Adventure
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Drawing the smaller of his two hammers, Bruvir charged ahead and attempted to "splat!" the gooey creature.
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YOUR MOM
Syl19, Feli15, Bruvir15, PuddingPop13(AC7/HP55), Kasha6
The pudding attacks Syl!!
Attack: 8 Damage: 19
YOUR MOM
Syl19, Feli15, Bruvir15, PuddingPop13(AC7/HP55), Kasha6
Kasha ballet dances around the pudding and does a Bill Cosby impression.
YOUR MOM
Syl19, Feli15, Bruvir15, PuddingPop13(AC7/HP55), Kasha6
Syl goes for another good one-two, making a disgusted look at the pudding-like slime. Ew.
Attack: 12 Damage: 11
Attack: 8 Damage: 5
Not satisfied until the sentient goo is just goo, Bruvir continued to wail on it with full force!
Zoldier’s Curse of the Crimson Throne: DM/ Redii || Zoldier's Strange Aeon's: DM
YOUR MOM
Syl19, Feli15, Bruvir15, PuddingPop13(AC7/HP28), Kasha6
Oh hell yeah, we got some pudding pop power going on in this joint. Right, Cosby?
Feliara, after seeing how Syl got hit, used the magic of her tale to summon a spectral warrior that hit the slime with a ghostly lance. After that, she rushed towards the elf and, while doing so, assessed the wounds that the gelatinous mass caused to him. That surely hurt a lot, more than anyone could endure without flinching. She placed a hand on his shoulder, staying behind him, and channeled her magic through their bodies, healing the wounds that the enemy caused. And together with a show of appreciation, she gave him bardic inspiration.(1d6)
"Don't worry love, I've got your back!"
Discord: Vápni Jhonson - Half Orc Fey Wanderer -- Hiritos // Sun-Scales - Dragonborn Armorer -- The Breath of the Machine // Acidia Lavenus - Cabal -- Mass Effect: Last Hope
Umbría: Lena - Oni Abyssal Blodrager -- Journey to the West (Pathfinder 1e) // Karzar "Sawtooth" - Soldier -- When Stars Fall (Starfinder)
Face to Face: DM -- Deepspace & Dragons // Kar'Val - Dragonborn Draconic Sorcerer // Aust Liadon - Summoner --Muntsa's Draconic Adventure
YOUR MOM
Syl19, Feli15, Bruvir15, PuddingPop13(AC7/HP28), Kasha6
Feli heals and does other things!
YOUR MOM
Syl19, Feli15, Bruvir15, PuddingPop13(AC7/HP28), Kasha6
The pudding attacks Syl!!
Attack: 14 Damage: 15
YOUR MOM
Syl19, Feli15, Bruvir15, PuddingPop13(AC7/HP28), Kasha6
Feliara lunged forward and struck the gelatinous mass with her rapier, not sure if it even was going to take damage.
Discord: Vápni Jhonson - Half Orc Fey Wanderer -- Hiritos // Sun-Scales - Dragonborn Armorer -- The Breath of the Machine // Acidia Lavenus - Cabal -- Mass Effect: Last Hope
Umbría: Lena - Oni Abyssal Blodrager -- Journey to the West (Pathfinder 1e) // Karzar "Sawtooth" - Soldier -- When Stars Fall (Starfinder)
Face to Face: DM -- Deepspace & Dragons // Kar'Val - Dragonborn Draconic Sorcerer // Aust Liadon - Summoner --Muntsa's Draconic Adventure
Syl neatly dodges each blow of the sluggish slime with ease and gives a confused look towards Feliara. "I'm doing alright. I'll never say no to some magic, Fel, but save your resources for later." He smiles and swivels to pummel the creature again, choosing to wrap his fists in cloth to prevent any actual contact with...it.
Boom: Attack: 18 Damage: 9 Bludgeoning.
Bam: Attack: 18 Damage: 6 Bludgeoning.
YOUR MOM
Syl19, Feli15, Bruvir15, PuddingPop13(AC7/HP10), Kasha6
It's almost dead!
Seeing the Goo drooping, Bruvir planted his feet to steady himself. Then lifting his Warhammer all the back behind him, slammed it down with full force, scattering its essence across the room they were in. Seeing that he had defeated it, Bruvir laughed to himself before saying to no one in particular, "There's more where that came from!"
Zoldier’s Curse of the Crimson Throne: DM/ Redii || Zoldier's Strange Aeon's: DM
Kablamo! The pudding bubbles and dies!
Syl twists his expression and wipes off the sludge gathered on his quarterstaff. "Eugh. Nasty creatures. Let's get out of here and be done quickly, no?"
Syl recommends he be the one to tightrope across the bridges - being quite light and agile, he begins to enter area V8 upon no other objections.
AREA V8 - VEGETABLE JUICE
In this room, a 10-foot-tall painted statue of an armored male dwarf wielding a battleaxe and wearing a mask stands at the back of this 20-foot-high room. Before the statue, set into the floor, is an adamantine trapdoor with a pull ring along one side.
Bruvir whipped the goo off of his hammer before following Syl across the bridge to the chamber ahead. Spotting the trap door (and assuming Bruvir doesn't see any traps on the trapdoor with his low check), he went to door and attempted to pull it open and see what was below.
Zoldier’s Curse of the Crimson Throne: DM/ Redii || Zoldier's Strange Aeon's: DM
Bruvir, DC18 DEX save, please?
DEX Save: 6
Zoldier’s Curse of the Crimson Throne: DM/ Redii || Zoldier's Strange Aeon's: DM
A beam of fire lances out and hits you, you take 16 fire damage. The trap door is false! It's..just a trap!
Bruvir was too slow to get out of the way and took a jet of fire straight to the face. Roaring in pain, he dropped to the ground in agony, rolling around on the ground before he managed to get the majority of the fire out. When he rose, half his eyebrows and beard were gone (the right half) and his head was steaming, whether it was from the fire or his fury was hard to tell. "I swear to the All-Father himself..." Bruvir began muttering to no one in particular, "If there isn't a pile of treasure at the end of this after all I've been through I'm going to burn this entire infernal city to the ground!"
Zoldier’s Curse of the Crimson Throne: DM/ Redii || Zoldier's Strange Aeon's: DM