Grishkar Darkmoor, Necromancer of Nerull the Despiser Kelvin Rabbitfoot, Diviner, con artist, always hunting for a good sale Bründir Halfshield, Valor Bard, three-time Sheercleft Drinking Competition Champion, Hometown hero
Speaking of jumping on the newts head, Yasei will perform her obligatory kaishakunin duty and attempt to end the newts life, starting with its head:
Attack 1a (katana): 18 with 8 slashing damage.
Attack 1b (wakizashi): 22 with 9 piercing damage.
And with her katana, she successfully ends the vile creatures life. But instead of impaling its head from its now lifeless body with her wakizashi, she instead strikes a rock on the ground, chipping the tip off her blade. That’s going to take some repair work after this cave work is completed.
And with that, the last newt falls. The bodies in here look like they've gone through a meat grinder. The lizardman looks at you all, anxious for release. And an introduction.
Maldrek lets a a low whistle, leaning on his quarterstaff. "Well that sure was something. Um, I think I blacked out there for a second, did I miss anything?"
“Yes, The warlocks spell was completed. It actually caused Clayton-san and I to switch bodies. Summi ma sen.” After a moment Clayton breaks and laughs, “Nah, man, I’m just kidding with you. Didn’t miss much to be honest.”
”Yes! You did. You fell over. How many times do I have to tell you not to fall over!?” Her eyes are glittering and she hugs him tight, not letting go. “Someone let lizard man go, I have to hug him, too.”
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ey/em/eirs, or they/them works, too (just not he). Role-playing since that keep on those borderlands. I love it so.
"Is anyone else disturbed by the mention of a dragon below?"
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Characters:
Grishkar Darkmoor, Necromancer of Nerull the Despiser Kelvin Rabbitfoot, Diviner, con artist, always hunting for a good sale Bründir Halfshield, Valor Bard, three-time Sheercleft Drinking Competition Champion, Hometown hero
Yasei busies herself with a post battle meditation (she wants to thank the gods for guiding her blades successfully during this epic (in her mind) battle), and to claim honor over the lost soul of their fallen comrade. She spends a few minutes in the corner of the cavern, quietly sitting in repose. Then, after a short break, stands up and begins walking around to all the dead newt and warlock bodies, decapitafing them. While quietly singing an ominous, weird song, she takes each head and mounts them on the fallen newts weapons, stick in the ground like a pike. It’s celebration time!
You all witness this strange behavior with mouths agape. Dang, Princess surely is WEIRD!
Once completes, Yasei returns to the group and begins strategizing the next steps. Pointing to areas 6 and 7 on the map, she says “I believe we haven’t explored this area here, and this area here. Shall we go?”
She looks at Sithi's map. "You mean, the storage rooms (area 5) and the room by itself (area 6)? We're standing at this spot (area 7), silly. That nice dwarf we saved said that room by itself is the treasury. Maybe the gauntlets are there? But we heard lots of noise in the storage rooms a little while ago, and we still have to get... Edge, back to the outside. We left him in those forging rooms."
"We could try to cross to the storage room from here, didn't I see a little ledge or something? We've got rope," she points to wherever Mal dropped their pack.
"First though, we should probably check this little area for anything they've left behind. Like, um, stuff."
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ey/em/eirs, or they/them works, too (just not he). Role-playing since that keep on those borderlands. I love it so.
Mal reaches down and hugs Bree as well,picking her up. His body stops its drunken sway and he's standing still, just holding her in his arms.
"Hey, hey, hey, I'm alright. Just a few love taps, sis. You know me, I fall down but I always get up; stronger then before." He smiles at her, his voice is clear and low, almost a whisper, none of the usual drunken wavering to be found in it. He leans into her ear and whispers quietly.
"I'm sorry,B. I didn't mean to scare you. I'm fine honest." He ruffles her hair and tosses her up onto his shoulder. He smiles over at her and gives her a wink.
Slither massages his wrists before donning his spectacles and furiously checking his book's contents. "See here? 'Some types of newt have fire running through their veins.' Yes?"
Slither grabs the rest of his equipment (a backpack, wicker shield and bone club) and puts his spectacles away. You notice they are just frames, the glass was lost long ago.
"I'm Slither. You've heard of me, yes? I wrote a book on the mating rituals of Chultan creatures called 'fifty shades of Chult'. It was very popular in Gate of Baldur, yes?"
With that, he cuts a thigh off of one of the newts and takes a bite.
If the newt is close enough, slither will try to bite him, otherwise no action
5 for 1
Wow, that was awful LOL.
Slither20, Newt4(3)18, Yasei16, Shariel16, Clayton13, Maldrek11, Bree8
The remaining newt slashes at Yasei: Attack: 5 Damage: Unable to parse dice roll. Damage: 6
Unable to parse. I'll just count that as a miss.
Yasei.
(Shows a hit for my screen :P)
Characters:
Grishkar Darkmoor, Necromancer of Nerull the Despiser
Kelvin Rabbitfoot, Diviner, con artist, always hunting for a good sale
Bründir Halfshield, Valor Bard, three-time Sheercleft Drinking Competition Champion, Hometown hero
That's true, but there will be plenty of time to kill you guys =P
Bree wants to jump on him and beat him about the head. But she will wait for her turn.
ey/em/eirs, or they/them works, too (just not he).
Role-playing since that keep on those borderlands. I love it so.
Speaking of jumping on the newts head, Yasei will perform her obligatory kaishakunin duty and attempt to end the newts life, starting with its head:
Attack 1a (katana): 18 with 8 slashing damage.
Attack 1b (wakizashi): 22 with 9 piercing damage.
And with her katana, she successfully ends the vile creatures life. But instead of impaling its head from its now lifeless body with her wakizashi, she instead strikes a rock on the ground, chipping the tip off her blade. That’s going to take some repair work after this cave work is completed.
Last to know and first to be blamed...
As a free action, can I regret my life choices?
And with that, the last newt falls. The bodies in here look like they've gone through a meat grinder. The lizardman looks at you all, anxious for release. And an introduction.
Maldrek lets a a low whistle, leaning on his quarterstaff. "Well that sure was something. Um, I think I blacked out there for a second, did I miss anything?"
“Yes, The warlocks spell was completed. It actually caused Clayton-san and I to switch bodies. Summi ma sen.” After a moment Clayton breaks and laughs, “Nah, man, I’m just kidding with you. Didn’t miss much to be honest.”
DM - Elustran Days ~ Fate/False Revelation
Rex'aliha - Hoard of the Dragon Queen ~ Mozu of Worms - The Stormpoint Mountains ~ Muireach Maon - Shepherd’s Crossing ~ Crownsguard - Storm King’s Thunder ~ Gunnar Wayland - Boats, Rocks, and Ruffians ~ POUF! - Ex-Ravens ~ Pascal LaRoux - Long Road Dragon Heist
Bree
”Yes! You did. You fell over. How many times do I have to tell you not to fall over!?” Her eyes are glittering and she hugs him tight, not letting go. “Someone let lizard man go, I have to hug him, too.”
ey/em/eirs, or they/them works, too (just not he).
Role-playing since that keep on those borderlands. I love it so.
Hrakhamar is now quiet - the newt invasion has been cleared.
After freeing the lizardman and making introductions, there is still the matter of recovering the gauntlets.
...and some loving, healing touch! Yasei is down 10 hp and I’d guess that Mal is not up to full, ale-guzzling strength either.
Last to know and first to be blamed...
As a free action, can I regret my life choices?
"Is anyone else disturbed by the mention of a dragon below?"
Characters:
Grishkar Darkmoor, Necromancer of Nerull the Despiser
Kelvin Rabbitfoot, Diviner, con artist, always hunting for a good sale
Bründir Halfshield, Valor Bard, three-time Sheercleft Drinking Competition Champion, Hometown hero
Yasei busies herself with a post battle meditation (she wants to thank the gods for guiding her blades successfully during this epic (in her mind) battle), and to claim honor over the lost soul of their fallen comrade. She spends a few minutes in the corner of the cavern, quietly sitting in repose. Then, after a short break, stands up and begins walking around to all the dead newt and warlock bodies, decapitafing them. While quietly singing an ominous, weird song, she takes each head and mounts them on the fallen newts weapons, stick in the ground like a pike. It’s celebration time!
You all witness this strange behavior with mouths agape. Dang, Princess surely is WEIRD!
Once completes, Yasei returns to the group and begins strategizing the next steps. Pointing to areas 6 and 7 on the map, she says “I believe we haven’t explored this area here, and this area here. Shall we go?”
Last to know and first to be blamed...
As a free action, can I regret my life choices?
“Do we know exactly what is behind the door over here? Maybe the gauntlets are in there?”
DM - Elustran Days ~ Fate/False Revelation
Rex'aliha - Hoard of the Dragon Queen ~ Mozu of Worms - The Stormpoint Mountains ~ Muireach Maon - Shepherd’s Crossing ~ Crownsguard - Storm King’s Thunder ~ Gunnar Wayland - Boats, Rocks, and Ruffians ~ POUF! - Ex-Ravens ~ Pascal LaRoux - Long Road Dragon Heist
Bree
She looks at Sithi's map. "You mean, the storage rooms (area 5) and the room by itself (area 6)? We're standing at this spot (area 7), silly. That nice dwarf we saved said that room by itself is the treasury. Maybe the gauntlets are there? But we heard lots of noise in the storage rooms a little while ago, and we still have to get... Edge, back to the outside. We left him in those forging rooms."
"We could try to cross to the storage room from here, didn't I see a little ledge or something? We've got rope," she points to wherever Mal dropped their pack.
"First though, we should probably check this little area for anything they've left behind. Like, um, stuff."
ey/em/eirs, or they/them works, too (just not he).
Role-playing since that keep on those borderlands. I love it so.
Mal reaches down and hugs Bree as well,picking her up. His body stops its drunken sway and he's standing still, just holding her in his arms.
"Hey, hey, hey, I'm alright. Just a few love taps, sis. You know me, I fall down but I always get up; stronger then before." He smiles at her, his voice is clear and low, almost a whisper, none of the usual drunken wavering to be found in it. He leans into her ear and whispers quietly.
"I'm sorry,B. I didn't mean to scare you. I'm fine honest." He ruffles her hair and tosses her up onto his shoulder. He smiles over at her and gives her a wink.
"Now, treasure hunting?"
Slither massages his wrists before donning his spectacles and furiously checking his book's contents. "See here? 'Some types of newt have fire running through their veins.' Yes?"
Slither grabs the rest of his equipment (a backpack, wicker shield and bone club) and puts his spectacles away. You notice they are just frames, the glass was lost long ago.
"I'm Slither. You've heard of me, yes? I wrote a book on the mating rituals of Chultan creatures called 'fifty shades of Chult'. It was very popular in Gate of Baldur, yes?"
With that, he cuts a thigh off of one of the newts and takes a bite.