Olaerys is barely standing, having backed away from the crawling claws. He pauses for a second and touches his chest with his hand. He feels healing warmth come over him as he reaches out in his mind, asks Helm to heal his body, 5 hit points return. (Lay on Hands). He holds up his battle axe and braces for any attack of the claws.
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Melchor makes a grasping motion towards one of the claws. ‘They may be weak, but we shouldn’t underestimate them in numbers…’he cautions, probably a little too late…
Fr'reona swings fiercely at the claws, narrowly missing one as they start to climb her leg and Panga's arrow bounces off the ground in front of her, almost hitting her on the rebound.
You can attack the claws on Fr'reona with the following choice: disadvantage (since you are trying not to hit her), or regular role but a miss does 1/2 damage to Fr'reona. You can use an action to brush them off her too.
Though with Randall's background and experience, anything more than "hmmn... i wonder if a spell is being cast..." would probably exceed his knowledge of magic.
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PC - Ethel - Human - Lvl 4 Necromancer - Undying Dragons * Serge Marshblade - Human - Lvl 5 Eldritch Knight - Hoard of the Dragon Queen
DM -(Homebrew) Heroes of Bardstown *Red Dead Annihilation: ToA *Where the Cold Winds Blow : DoIP * Covetous, Dragonish Thoughts: HotDQ * Red Wine, Black Rose: CoS * Greyhawk: Tides of War
Though with Randall's background and experience, anything more than "hmmn... i wonder if a spell is being cast..." would probably exceed his knowledge of magic.
Yep, you are able to tell, just barely, that a spell is likely being cast
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"I don't remember giving you permission to dance with me." as Fr'reona bears her fangs as the claws start to climb upon her
"So why don't you dance with this." as her tail arcs over her back pointing at the claws as she casts magic missile 3 purple bolts come forth like a roman candle
"HEY! I didn't say you could touch me there so Get OFF!"
ooc: The missiles will target the weakest one's first then move onto a fresh claw attempting to kill it.
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its been nearly 30 seconds, but that isn't very long.
But... who knows that this madman is doing with the spell.
OK. Randall is going to make a move. Stowing the spear, he is going to emerge from his hiding place and run to the crystal (if possible, with the pedestal between him and the skeletons) and he will attempt to grasp it. Assuming he isn't disintegrated or blasted to the elemental plane of fond du, he will call out to the necromancer, "I hold your precious 'Eye'! Call off your monsters or you'll regret it!" Intimidation: 11
PC - Ethel - Human - Lvl 4 Necromancer - Undying Dragons * Serge Marshblade - Human - Lvl 5 Eldritch Knight - Hoard of the Dragon Queen
DM -(Homebrew) Heroes of Bardstown *Red Dead Annihilation: ToA *Where the Cold Winds Blow : DoIP * Covetous, Dragonish Thoughts: HotDQ * Red Wine, Black Rose: CoS * Greyhawk: Tides of War
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Melchor limps over to Olaerys. ‘This really isn't my forte…’ he says, as he tears some of Olaerys’ cloak to create makeshift bandages to try and stem the worst of the bleeding..
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Olaerys awakens as if from a bad dream, still feels the claws scratching him and poking him in his mind, but as he awakens and sees Melchor over him he calms down, gathers himself and stands up. “Not dead yet, thank you Melchor, and I thank Helm too. I was just praying to him…”
He is healed for 4 hit points. He stands up weakly and starts running toward Randall.
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Olaerys is barely standing, having backed away from the crawling claws. He pauses for a second and touches his chest with his hand. He feels healing warmth come over him as he reaches out in his mind, asks Helm to heal his body, 5 hit points return. (Lay on Hands). He holds up his battle axe and braces for any attack of the claws.
A wizard is never late, nor is he early, he arrives precisely when he means to.
Melchor makes a grasping motion towards one of the claws. ‘They may be weak, but we shouldn’t underestimate them in numbers…’ he cautions, probably a little too late…
Chill Touch Attack: 24 Damage: 5
The remaining two claws scratch at Olaerys' ankles
Attack: 23 Damage: 7
Attack: 21 Damage: 5
Olaerys is down on the ground, unconscious, scratched all to hell by undead claws.
Death save : 17
A wizard is never late, nor is he early, he arrives precisely when he means to.
Fr'reona moves towards the next claw and swings again
attack4
damage7
"Don't worry Olaery were clearing the road to get to you!"
Gurgle, gurgle “Uhhhhhnhhnnnh” says Olaerys, eyes closed.
A wizard is never late, nor is he early, he arrives precisely when he means to.
Panga continues firing arrows at the undead around her, concerned for her companions.
Attack: 10 Damage: 5
The Claws, frenzied by their blood letting, scrabble after Fr'reona.
Attack: 5 Damage: 3
Attack: 4 Damage: 3
Turns poor Randall is alone: 3
Olaerys death save #2 : 16
A wizard is never late, nor is he early, he arrives precisely when he means to.
Fr'reona swings fiercely at the claws, narrowly missing one as they start to climb her leg and Panga's arrow bounces off the ground in front of her, almost hitting her on the rebound.
You can attack the claws on Fr'reona with the following choice: disadvantage (since you are trying not to hit her), or regular role but a miss does 1/2 damage to Fr'reona. You can use an action to brush them off her too.
Randall:
You hear some shuffling from where the necromancer is. Wisdom check: 10
You also hear some words quietly but quickly spoken from him and the sound of a few liquid drops hitting the ground. Can I get an arcana check?
6
Arcana: 11
Though with Randall's background and experience, anything more than "hmmn... i wonder if a spell is being cast..." would probably exceed his knowledge of magic.
PC - Ethel - Human - Lvl 4 Necromancer - Undying Dragons * Serge Marshblade - Human - Lvl 5 Eldritch Knight - Hoard of the Dragon Queen
DM - (Homebrew) Heroes of Bardstown * Red Dead Annihilation: ToA * Where the Cold Winds Blow : DoIP * Covetous, Dragonish Thoughts: HotDQ * Red Wine, Black Rose: CoS * Greyhawk: Tides of War
Yep, you are able to tell, just barely, that a spell is likely being cast
"I don't remember giving you permission to dance with me." as Fr'reona bears her fangs as the claws start to climb upon her
"So why don't you dance with this." as her tail arcs over her back pointing at the claws as she casts magic missile 3 purple bolts come forth like a roman candle
"HEY! I didn't say you could touch me there so Get OFF!"
ooc: The missiles will target the weakest one's first then move onto a fresh claw attempting to kill it.
1st bolt damage 4
2nd bolt damage 5
3rd bolt damage 2
its been nearly 30 seconds, but that isn't very long.
But... who knows that this madman is doing with the spell.
OK. Randall is going to make a move. Stowing the spear, he is going to emerge from his hiding place and run to the crystal (if possible, with the pedestal between him and the skeletons) and he will attempt to grasp it. Assuming he isn't disintegrated or blasted to the elemental plane of fond du, he will call out to the necromancer, "I hold your precious 'Eye'! Call off your monsters or you'll regret it!" Intimidation: 11
PC - Ethel - Human - Lvl 4 Necromancer - Undying Dragons * Serge Marshblade - Human - Lvl 5 Eldritch Knight - Hoard of the Dragon Queen
DM - (Homebrew) Heroes of Bardstown * Red Dead Annihilation: ToA * Where the Cold Winds Blow : DoIP * Covetous, Dragonish Thoughts: HotDQ * Red Wine, Black Rose: CoS * Greyhawk: Tides of War
Fr'reona will move towards Olaerys while the claws are upon her.
Melchor limps over to Olaerys. ‘This really isn't my forte…’ he says, as he tears some of Olaerys’ cloak to create makeshift bandages to try and stem the worst of the bleeding..
Medicine: 6
Panga starts dashing towards where she last saw Randall, trying to find him.
Olaerys pops back to conciousness as Melchor tends to him, almost like a reboot button was hit. (Due to the Crit, please regain 1d4 hp)
Fr'reona's magic missles obliterate the claws on her and the drop to the ground, quite dead.
It will take 4 turns dashing to get to Randall.
Randall:
The sigil with the eye like slit remains floating in midair as you grab the sphere. You hear some more muttering from the necromancer,
And then a loud shrill voice yells "Who's there! Go away! This is your final warning! Get him my pets! Don't you fear the Eye???!"
As he says this the skeletons turn and begin marching toward you, getting within 10 feet.
Olaerys awakens as if from a bad dream, still feels the claws scratching him and poking him in his mind, but as he awakens and sees Melchor over him he calms down, gathers himself and stands up. “Not dead yet, thank you Melchor, and I thank Helm too. I was just praying to him…”
He is healed for 4 hit points. He stands up weakly and starts running toward Randall.
A wizard is never late, nor is he early, he arrives precisely when he means to.