((OoC - just did a speed read of the battle. Couldn't figure out where "the prisoner" would be. I assume behind enemy lines, but wanted to make sure.))
"Hold fast and keep the defense up. I shalt administer the potion!" Ev'alish calls out to his friends. (Not his turn yet, but wanted to set this in place.)
Kramyra opens her eyes and looks gratefully at Kan. “Thank you kind sir, it is greatly appreciated “ Kramyra says between coughs as she gets her breath back. “I don’t know what got me going, these people that take The way they do, makes me so angry. I’m sorry to get all of you in this situation”
The sound of battle breaks through the prisoners haze. He's suddenly aware of what's happening. From where he is sitting he can see archers firing into a tower. He takes a moment and studies the faces of those he can see. He recognises one as they turn to nock another arrow. He's one that bagged me. Now knowing which side of the battle he's on he looks around for cover. He makes his way to the nearest building, turning to face the battle again he catches sight of the horses. "This'll mix it up a bit." He waves a ringed finger at the horses. As he finishes his gesture a snake appears just in front of the mounts slithering around their hooves.
((@DM - Intent is to use the illusion to scare the horses thereby taking the riders attention away from what they are firing on))
Khessa wants to lure them to her, on the stairs, where only one at a time will be able to engage her. She tries to remember how her brother Rethos used to make fun of others or to provoke them; she will need to do something like that... "Well, guys, you only have to come on stairs and fight me, if you want to reach my friends up here so badly... The point is: are you men enough to come and try? Or are your melee weapons merely ornamental?"
(OOC: It is not Khessa's turn, so she still is in her fortified position at the top of the stairs, in her dodge action - now should be Sorjen's turn)
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Soon after he dove behind the cover of the wall, Sorjen heard one of the bandits shouting an order to enter the dilapidated tavern. His reaction was immediate, he left the room readying an arrow and ran in the direction of the stairs. While searching from a good place to shoot the approaching enemies he noticed Khessa behind an improvised barricade.
“Good thinking, golden locks!” The half-elf shouted, finding was a corner to take position. It wouldn’t provide as much defense as the previous point, but it wouldn’t interfere with his line of sight either.
The ranger waited for the enemies, taking a moment to decide if he shouldn’t change to melee. As the first criminals entered his sight, he decided it was better to keep fighting at range for as long as possible. Focusing on the shining individuals he drew the string of his bow. Should I claim one of them as my favored foe? He pondered. The increase in damage would be marginal and he could mark only one of the bandits with the ability. And there were the goblins too. Whatever remained of Nightstone was probably full of the little creatures. It can be more useful later, he said with the voice of his mind, releasing the bowstring.
Notes: Sorjen attacks from half-cover an enemy affected by Faerie Fire. If the one he hit before is still alive, Sorjen would prioritize taking him down.
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Ev’alish rises from the barricade. His nostrils flare with cold, and a chill sweeps down the stairs toward the bandits. “Beholde, invaders - the word of power that hath felled legions!”
He takes a breath, then lets out a blast of cold air and shards of ice toward all the bandits downstairs (15 ft cone, moving to hit them all.) Sending this attack forth, he bellows the powerful incantation: “A-achOOOOOO!”
2 cold damage to the bandits in the tavern. He then backs up behind cover.
Khessa turns her head a moment to Kramyra, her blue eyes burning with anticipation: "Magic Kitten, if you know a spell to damage them all, it would be a good time to do like Ev'alish did. Maybe this time we take all the common bandits down! Then Kella and the leader, alone, will be easier to handle"
((OoC - just did a speed read of the battle. Couldn't figure out where "the prisoner" would be. I assume behind enemy lines, but wanted to make sure.))
When the 6 bandits attacked the 3 of them on the last round, Kramyra was hit and she is down.
"Damn..." Khessa then murmurs between her teeth, as Kramyra falls "Where is a healer, when you need him?"
Death saving roll for Kramyra: 11
"Hold fast and keep the defense up. I shalt administer the potion!" Ev'alish calls out to his friends. (Not his turn yet, but wanted to set this in place.)
“Save that potion for a more desperate moment, I’ve got Kramyra.” Kan will run to cast cure wounds on the fallen warrior
Not sure where we’re at in initiative, I’m confused. But I’ll do this on my round 2 turn. 8 healing @Kramyra
Paladin - warforged - orange
It was your turn. Well done! Now only our new friend has to take his turn. Then the bandits.
Kramyra opens her eyes and looks gratefully at Kan. “Thank you kind sir, it is greatly appreciated “ Kramyra says between coughs as she gets her breath back. “I don’t know what got me going, these people that take The way they do, makes me so angry. I’m sorry to get all of you in this situation”
The sound of battle breaks through the prisoners haze. He's suddenly aware of what's happening. From where he is sitting he can see archers firing into a tower. He takes a moment and studies the faces of those he can see. He recognises one as they turn to nock another arrow. He's one that bagged me. Now knowing which side of the battle he's on he looks around for cover. He makes his way to the nearest building, turning to face the battle again he catches sight of the horses. "This'll mix it up a bit." He waves a ringed finger at the horses. As he finishes his gesture a snake appears just in front of the mounts slithering around their hooves.
((@DM - Intent is to use the illusion to scare the horses thereby taking the riders attention away from what they are firing on))
Khessa wants to lure them to her, on the stairs, where only one at a time will be able to engage her. She tries to remember how her brother Rethos used to make fun of others or to provoke them; she will need to do something like that... "Well, guys, you only have to come on stairs and fight me, if you want to reach my friends up here so badly... The point is: are you men enough to come and try? Or are your melee weapons merely ornamental?"
(OOC: It is not Khessa's turn, so she still is in her fortified position at the top of the stairs, in her dodge action - now should be Sorjen's turn)
Soon after he dove behind the cover of the wall, Sorjen heard one of the bandits shouting an order to enter the dilapidated tavern. His reaction was immediate, he left the room readying an arrow and ran in the direction of the stairs. While searching from a good place to shoot the approaching enemies he noticed Khessa behind an improvised barricade.
“Good thinking, golden locks!” The half-elf shouted, finding was a corner to take position. It wouldn’t provide as much defense as the previous point, but it wouldn’t interfere with his line of sight either.
The ranger waited for the enemies, taking a moment to decide if he shouldn’t change to melee. As the first criminals entered his sight, he decided it was better to keep fighting at range for as long as possible. Focusing on the shining individuals he drew the string of his bow. Should I claim one of them as my favored foe? He pondered. The increase in damage would be marginal and he could mark only one of the bandits with the ability. And there were the goblins too. Whatever remained of Nightstone was probably full of the little creatures. It can be more useful later, he said with the voice of his mind, releasing the bowstring.
Notes: Sorjen attacks from half-cover an enemy affected by Faerie Fire. If the one he hit before is still alive, Sorjen would prioritize taking him down.
Longbow Attack (Adv): 19
Damage (if applicable): 6
Ev’alish rises from the barricade. His nostrils flare with cold, and a chill sweeps down the stairs toward the bandits. “Beholde, invaders - the word of power that hath felled legions!”
He takes a breath, then lets out a blast of cold air and shards of ice toward all the bandits downstairs (15 ft cone, moving to hit them all.) Sending this attack forth, he bellows the powerful incantation: “A-achOOOOOO!”
2 cold damage to the bandits in the tavern. He then backs up behind cover.
Khessa turns her head a moment to Kramyra, her blue eyes burning with anticipation: "Magic Kitten, if you know a spell to damage them all, it would be a good time to do like Ev'alish did. Maybe this time we take all the common bandits down! Then Kella and the leader, alone, will be easier to handle"