Naumick takes aim at the Duergar, holding his shot until one of his more melee allies gets closer and then lets loose. "Fargin' dark dwarf's no better than them emo dark elves."
Crossbow Attack: 12 Damage: 5 Sneak, if applicable: 1
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Sylivar blinks and immediately holds his ear, waking up from another session of staring into the wall at the mention of Duergar. "Right. I forgot you did that," he replies with a smile!
Wasting no time, he saunters forward. Upon reaching Krentz, Sylivar dives forward and to the side, using his momentum to sweep around in an arc on his wrist. He picks himself up and collapses, bringing his staff down on Krentz's neck, the thought of Kasha's worm in his ear somehow making the blows more accurate.
WRATH IT IS THEN Kasha18, Naumick12, Syl6, Bruvir4,Zemk4(AC16/HP26)
WHAM!That's one broken spine to go, please! Order up! Krentz twitches and dies. The worm wiggles out, gives you a high five, then explodes into a glittery mess.
Naumick misses. What a chump. Maybe he needs to borrow Camilla's glasses.
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Charging towards the Duergar, Bruvir winded up and launched a heavy strike towards the Duergar's upper body! With a shorter enemy, he wasn't forced to use the more distasteful "knee-crusher" techniques he'd been forced to adapt since his transformation.
Attack: 20 Damage: 8
His glee at fighting a more similarly sized creature caused him to just miss the target.
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Grumbling, because that appears to be what Naumick does best, the dwarf raises his crossbow one more time, taking aim once again. He exhales softly as he pulls the trigger, letting the bolt fly. Like Steph Curry after a 3-point attempt, he doesn't even watch the kill shot, instead turning to shoulder his crossbow and walking away. He begins to collect his spare bolts, a slight smile on his face. "Where to next?" he says as the sickening thud of the bolt slams into the foe's left eye socket. His smile extends as the body slumps to the floor behind him.
Avys, walks in behind the group still focused on sensing any magic with his magifying glass in hand. He looks over as the battle is quickly finished by the rest of the group "OH, I didn't realize we were fighting again... looks like you didn't need me anyways." He walks over to the bodies of the unconscious/dead bandits and observes them, as if trying to recognize them. "these were part of the group from the Yawning Portal yes? I suppose that verifies that we are on the right track."
"EW!!"that grossed Kasha out terribly - for she wasn't wearing any boots. Ever. She did a very squeamish tiptoe dance away from the door.
It's very apparent that the duergar and the bandit were actively trying to keep something out that's in this room. It smells like the worst outhouse you've ever sniffed.
Q7 - THE BOSS FIGHT
Threadbare curtains hang on the east wall of a long hall, in the middle of which a muscular half-orc in dingy robes stands with his foot on the chest of a male human with wavy red-blond hair. Fire burns around the orc’s clenched fist, and his victim cries and squirms helplessly beneath him.
Seated on a raised platform to the south is a nightmarish figure wearing black robes. It has large white eyes and rubbery purple skin, with four tentacles encircling its inhuman mouth. It cradles and gently caresses what looks like a disembodied brain with feet.
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"Effin orc...no wonder it stinks." Naumick raises an eyebrow at the nightmare figure. "Guess you keep the orc around so you don't look so fugly." The dwarf laughs at his own joke and readies his crossbow.
Initiative: 11
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Avys covers his nose as he tries to avoid the smell as much as possible. "This is absolutely grotesque, you definitely need to do some tidying up in here..." he looks over and sees the human under the orcs foot with his fist clench "it appears that the smell is the least of our problems though, I would advise you to unhand that man immediately before things get more gruesome"
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Seeing the entire scene in front of him, Bruvir adjusted his helm and held out his warhammer in front of him as a pointer towards the man underneath the orc's boots. "He's coming with us." Bruvir said to the half-orc in a surprisingly unsqueaky tone of voice that brooked no argument.
Naumick takes aim at the Duergar, holding his shot until one of his more melee allies gets closer and then lets loose. "Fargin' dark dwarf's no better than them emo dark elves."
Crossbow Attack: 12 Damage: 5
Sneak, if applicable: 1
Corrin Kettlewhistle: Halfling Life Cleric (Curse of Strahd)
Kip Dalton: Human Lore Bard (Waterdeep Dragon Heist)
Debauchery Dalliance: Half-Drow Oath of Conquest Paladin (White Plume Mountain)
Sylivar blinks and immediately holds his ear, waking up from another session of staring into the wall at the mention of Duergar. "Right. I forgot you did that," he replies with a smile!
Wasting no time, he saunters forward. Upon reaching Krentz, Sylivar dives forward and to the side, using his momentum to sweep around in an arc on his wrist. He picks himself up and collapses, bringing his staff down on Krentz's neck, the thought of Kasha's worm in his ear somehow making the blows more accurate.
Attack: 9 Damage: 9
Attack: 19 Damage: 5
WRATH IT IS THEN
Kasha18, Naumick12, Syl6, Bruvir4, Zemk4(AC16/HP26)
WHAM! That's one broken spine to go, please! Order up! Krentz twitches and dies. The worm wiggles out, gives you a high five, then explodes into a glittery mess.
Naumick misses. What a chump. Maybe he needs to borrow Camilla's glasses.
Charging towards the Duergar, Bruvir winded up and launched a heavy strike towards the Duergar's upper body! With a shorter enemy, he wasn't forced to use the more distasteful "knee-crusher" techniques he'd been forced to adapt since his transformation.
His glee at fighting a more similarly sized creature caused him to just miss the target.
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WRATH IT IS THEN
Kasha18, Naumick12, Syl6, Bruvir4, Zemk4(AC16/HP26)
"YERG!" Zemk dodges the blow and follows up with an attack on Bruvir of his own!
Attack: 23 Damage: 4
WRATH IT IS THEN
Kasha18, Naumick12, Syl6, Bruvir4, Zemk4(AC16/HP26)
If at first you don't succeed...
...Try again until you're able to smash them solidly in the face
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WRATH IT IS THEN
Kasha18, Naumick12, Syl6, Bruvir4, Zemk4(AC16/HP15)
"Boom! Headshot!" Kasha calls out. "Who wants Guidance! Passing out free Guidanceseses!"
Kasha will Guidance whoever wants it.
No she won't. "Wait, that's not for attack actions! Wow, what an idiot I am."
So she helps instead.
Naumick takes that guidance and then takes his shot.
Crossbow Attack: 14 Damage: 6
Guidance: 4
Sneak: 1
Corrin Kettlewhistle: Halfling Life Cleric (Curse of Strahd)
Kip Dalton: Human Lore Bard (Waterdeep Dragon Heist)
Debauchery Dalliance: Half-Drow Oath of Conquest Paladin (White Plume Mountain)
WRATH IT IS THEN
Kasha18, Naumick12, Syl6, Bruvir4, Zemk4(AC16/HP15)
Sorry, got confused with Inspo.
"Thanks, Kasha!" Sylivar yells, running forward and dropping his facade to whack Zemk twice - once with his staff and another with his fist.
Attack: 23 Damage: 11
Attack: 7 Damage: 6
WRATH IT IS THEN
Kasha18, Naumick12, Syl6, Bruvir4, Zemk4(AC16/HP3)
Oh, OUCH! That's gonna leave a mark! Zemk swings at Syl back!
Attack: 22 Damage: 3
WRATH IT IS THEN
Kasha18, Naumick12, Syl6, Bruvir4, Zemk4(AC16/HP3)
Grumbling, because that appears to be what Naumick does best, the dwarf raises his crossbow one more time, taking aim once again. He exhales softly as he pulls the trigger, letting the bolt fly. Like Steph Curry after a 3-point attempt, he doesn't even watch the kill shot, instead turning to shoulder his crossbow and walking away. He begins to collect his spare bolts, a slight smile on his face. "Where to next?" he says as the sickening thud of the bolt slams into the foe's left eye socket. His smile extends as the body slumps to the floor behind him.
Crossbow Attack: 9 Damage: 6
Sneak: 6
Corrin Kettlewhistle: Halfling Life Cleric (Curse of Strahd)
Kip Dalton: Human Lore Bard (Waterdeep Dragon Heist)
Debauchery Dalliance: Half-Drow Oath of Conquest Paladin (White Plume Mountain)
Avys, walks in behind the group still focused on sensing any magic with his magifying glass in hand. He looks over as the battle is quickly finished by the rest of the group "OH, I didn't realize we were fighting again... looks like you didn't need me anyways." He walks over to the bodies of the unconscious/dead bandits and observes them, as if trying to recognize them. "these were part of the group from the Yawning Portal yes? I suppose that verifies that we are on the right track."
"Boom!" Kasha cheers. "Eyeball shot! Wow, you didn't even look back!" she's impressed. "Like in a movie or something. So bad ass." she whispers.
She walks over to the door to Q6 and retches. "Hoo wee. It's STINKS in there!!"
"Probably Duergar piss," Naumick mutters, moving to investigate...though holding his nose as he does. "Got some on yer boots, there."
Investigate room: 8
If nothing of note, he'll move on to Q7.
Corrin Kettlewhistle: Halfling Life Cleric (Curse of Strahd)
Kip Dalton: Human Lore Bard (Waterdeep Dragon Heist)
Debauchery Dalliance: Half-Drow Oath of Conquest Paladin (White Plume Mountain)
"EW!!" that grossed Kasha out terribly - for she wasn't wearing any boots. Ever. She did a very squeamish tiptoe dance away from the door.
It's very apparent that the duergar and the bandit were actively trying to keep something out that's in this room. It smells like the worst outhouse you've ever sniffed.
Q7 - THE BOSS FIGHT
Threadbare curtains hang on the east wall of a long hall, in the middle of which a muscular half-orc in dingy robes stands with his foot on the chest of a male human with wavy red-blond hair. Fire burns around the orc’s clenched fist, and his victim cries and squirms helplessly beneath him.
Seated on a raised platform to the south is a nightmarish figure wearing black robes. It has large white eyes and rubbery purple skin, with four tentacles encircling its inhuman mouth. It cradles and gently caresses what looks like a disembodied brain with feet.
"Effin orc...no wonder it stinks." Naumick raises an eyebrow at the nightmare figure. "Guess you keep the orc around so you don't look so fugly." The dwarf laughs at his own joke and readies his crossbow.
Initiative: 11
Corrin Kettlewhistle: Halfling Life Cleric (Curse of Strahd)
Kip Dalton: Human Lore Bard (Waterdeep Dragon Heist)
Debauchery Dalliance: Half-Drow Oath of Conquest Paladin (White Plume Mountain)
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Avys covers his nose as he tries to avoid the smell as much as possible. "This is absolutely grotesque, you definitely need to do some tidying up in here..." he looks over and sees the human under the orcs foot with his fist clench "it appears that the smell is the least of our problems though, I would advise you to unhand that man immediately before things get more gruesome"
Initiative: 6
Seeing the entire scene in front of him, Bruvir adjusted his helm and held out his warhammer in front of him as a pointer towards the man underneath the orc's boots. "He's coming with us." Bruvir said to the half-orc in a surprisingly unsqueaky tone of voice that brooked no argument.
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