His mind still reeling from the mind whip, Vilus knows he cannot do much and so he merely points a finger at Andra, summoning a ringing that emanates from the group's enemy.
( Cast Toll the Dead DC 13 WIS save or take 8 necrotic damage.)
Seeing that the others were now starting to concentrate on Andra, her attention is briefly drawn there as his body drastically changes. Ashley's mouth drops open for a minute, as her mind tries to comprehend what is going on. But seeing the shadow that is still directly in front of them and very dangerous, she refocuses and attacks him with more fire
Leaving his echo in front of not-Andra, Joren stands in front of the shadow (SH3) and attacks it weakly as Ashley hurls fire at it.
Dunamis Blade to hit: 6 Dunamis Blade damage: 10 slashing
All his other resources have already been long spent during the fight in the arena and against the Jean-Lou's murderers. Gritting his teeth in frustration, Joren holds position, hoping that he and his echo can absorb more attacks for his companions.
As the sound of Vilus' spell washes over Andra, he raises his arms in crazed exaltation, as though he welcomed the terrible sound rather than dreaded it. (Saved).
Though Joren's swing passes harmlessly by the shadow's head, Ashley's fire blows a hole through its center, and an echo of Joren's sword lashes out in a reverse strike, an alternate trajectory his swing could have taken. It passes cleanly through a patch of darkened air, and the last remaining shadow briefly takes form again before dispersing into smoke.
With the fading of the last shadow, the gloom of the room seems to lighten a bit.
Andra, still holding his blade of shadow, cackles and swipes at the echo next to him. Void meets possibility, and the void wins. The echo is dashed into pieces, and Andra repositions himself in the center of the room. The eye pulses wider once more, splitting Andra's head further open, and his mouth goes slack. Despite this, he proceeds to mutter some arcane chant or twisted prayer to the Watcher
Something nags at the back of Malachi’s mind as he takes in the scene in front of him and Andra resumes his chant. “Watch out! He is getting ready for something and we are all lined up like ducks in a row! Scatter!”Malachi turns back to Andra and shouts “Enough!”as he throws a pinch of dust in the air and tries to put Andra to sleep. He immediately takes his own advice and moves to the left out of the doorway and behind the wall.
The powder proliferates and spreads, glittering in a cloud around Andra. The large eye in his forehead blinks grotesquely a couple times, shaking off the effects of the spell (Greater than 26 HP remaining)
"Damn it all!" In what he was hoping was an unexpected turn, Samir charges forward at the crazed cultist, hurling himself into Andra's personal space with a remarkably out of character brashness. When he came within arm's reach, the artificer's glove suddenly snapped and spat sparks, the smell of ozone suddenly rising into the air. Samir's thrust forward, hoping to catch hold of Andra with the sudden charge.
Moving straight forward 30 feet, should be diagonal from Andra. Casting Shocking Grasp, 20 to hit, 7 lightning damage
"ANDRAAAAA!" Vilus' screams out as he charges forward, rage consuming him and driving him, he leaps and scrambles over whatever arcane machines are in the way to come crashing down on Andra swiping at him with two daggers, all sense of skill and focus lost as he misses his swipes. "FIGHT ME!"
(Movement, as straight as possible to andra.
Action attack 7 to hit, bonus Twf 13 to hit 6 dam)
Joren sees Samir, then Vilus charge into striking range of the abomination that had once been Andra and feels nothing but shame.
They are seeing no choice but to engage. We must be stopping whatever ritual this is, so they are doing what they must. Since you have been failing to keep them safe. Just as you were arriving too late for Jean-Lou. It has gone the other way. The civilians have been keeping the soldier safe.
He wants to drag Andra off his position, if for no other reason than Andra had seemed to move there on purpose to begin chanting. But greatly weakened as he is by the shadows' strength drains, Joren lacks the power to move enough in his heavy splint armor to reach Andra and drag him. (Move speed 20').
Still, Joren lumbers into a charge, leaving a trail of his own blood and necrosis behind him, summoning his echo just 5' NW of Andra, and arriving himself 5' W of Andra with his full movement (NW-N-N-N). He brings his father's Dunamis Blade down on the once cult leader with the last remnants of his fortitude.
Watching as her friends charge forward even after Malachi warns them of the coming attack, Ashley goes pale worried for her friends. However she moves into the room and along the left wall to be apart of the fight, but yet away from the others trying her best to heed Mal's warning.
She lifts up her hand and her fingertips start turning blue as she sends frost towards Andra, hoping to slow down his attack.
Need CON save of 14 or 5cold damage and disadv on his next attack.
As Andra raises one hand forward, the heroes descend on him. His arm spasms with Samir's lightning. A dagger from Vilus nicks his ribs, and the blade of Joren's echo shatters his collarbone, carving a 3-inch cleft between his neck and shoulder. His extended fingertips begin to blacken as Ashley steals all the warmth from them.
Seeing himself surrounded and no clear line to hit multiple people, Andra abandons the powerful spell he'd been gathering, and hastily casts a new one. Everyone can practically feel the charge of powerful magics scatter as he settles for something smaller. The eye in his forhead pulses, and a wave of force sweeps out from it. The thunderous sound catches up a split second later as concussive force pushes against everyone nearby.
Con save of 15 or take 10 damage and get pushed back.
Half as much on a save.
Purple-black blood oozes out of the eye, and Andra sways oddly. It almost looks like the eye is holding him up like a puppet on strings now. (Andra is well past bloodied now)
Vilus takes the full brunt of the Thunderwave and goes toppling backward but not before a cataclysmic clashing of magic bounces off Vilus and enshrouds whatever is left of andra as he slowly gets taken over by this ever growing eye. Vilus looks broken and beaten as he comes to a stop on the floor.
(Reaction hellish rebuke, 23 fire damage or half as much on a successful Dex save dc13)
The energy of the magical feedback lashes out at the eye, but Andra's body straightens up at the last moment. Instead, the magic washes over his chest and streaks past him. A moment later, his clothes and skin erupt into flames. (Saved, took 11 fire damage)
Andra tries to scream something, but the split in his head crosses his upper lip, and his words become an unintelligible mess. The eye pivots frantically in place, bulging out so far it looks to be shedding Andra's head.
Malachi ducks against the wall as dust and debris flow through the doorway as a result of the concussive blast of the spell. As it subsides, he enters into the room to see his companions mostly clustered around Andra. “I warned you to scatter and you all rush in? Foolish!” he mutters. Shaking his head he continues his attack, calling forth a spectral hand that strikes at the bulging eye. Raising his hand he tries to force Andra away from the rune circle with a telekinetic shove.
"Well the idea..." Samir's answer comes through near clenched teeth and huffing breath as he moves to strike at Andra again. "... was to interupt whatever he was doing, damn it." The artificer's hand lashes out again, trailing snapping arcs of electricity as he tries to keep the cultist's attention off of his potentially more wounded friends.
Casting Shocking Grasp once again, 12 to hit, 8 lightning damage.
Vilus stands up from his sprawled position on the floor after Andra's thunderwave. Ignoring Mal and Samir's back and forth, rage still burns in Vilus as he points at Andra and he concentrates hard. A cold and bassy gong vibrates through everyone centered on Andra, a familiar ringing of Vilus magic from before.
(Till the dead once again Wis save Dc13, or take 7 necrotic dam)
This time, when Vilus' magic hits him, Andra starts to smile lopsidedly again. But the corners of his mouth quickly twitch downward into a horrified grimace, as though he had been shown some terrible truth. He reaches up to touch his face... (7 necrotic damage taken)
In truth, Joren looks almost as bad as Andra does standing next to him, just without the otherworldly transformation. Battered like a tree in a gale by the thunderwave, the blood-covered half-dwarf, greatly weakened by the multiple shadow-infected wounds, still somehow stands his ground.
"Being real Andra, you are having a little schmutz on our your face there," he manages to croak in a deadpan drawl as he summons his echo opposite (east) of the corrupted cultist. "Let me help you with that." He waves his Dunamis Blade weakly in Andra's general direction from the echo's position.
Bonus Action: Summon echo 5' E of Andra.
Action: Attack Andra from his echo's position with his Dunamis Blade. Dunamis Blade to hit: 20 (dirty) Dunamis Blade damage: 3 (lol) magical slashing
By this point, the eye is larger than Andra's head, bulging out from his skull like a giant bubble. The split has nearly reached his chin, and the two halves of his skull form close to a 90 degree angle The dark dagger disappears from his hands, and he starts to feel around his utterly disfigured face. He traces the edges of the tear. One side of his face goes slack as the other fills with horror.
The tolling of the bells broke through his insanity to give him one moment of clarity. One awful moment to understand what has become of him. He turns to Vilus, staring with empty sockets. Half of a pleading, panicked look starts.
Then the eye bursts. An echo of a sword comes down with just enough force to pierce the membrane around it. The eye spills out blackish blood, deflating and falling slack over Andra's face. He falls to his knees before splashing face into the puddle at Vilus' feet.
Then stillness.
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His mind still reeling from the mind whip, Vilus knows he cannot do much and so he merely points a finger at Andra, summoning a ringing that emanates from the group's enemy.
( Cast Toll the Dead DC 13 WIS save or take 8 necrotic damage.)
Seeing that the others were now starting to concentrate on Andra, her attention is briefly drawn there as his body drastically changes. Ashley's mouth drops open for a minute, as her mind tries to comprehend what is going on. But seeing the shadow that is still directly in front of them and very dangerous, she refocuses and attacks him with more fire
Attack SH3: 15, fire damage: 5
Leaving his echo in front of not-Andra, Joren stands in front of the shadow (SH3) and attacks it weakly as Ashley hurls fire at it.
Dunamis Blade to hit: 6
Dunamis Blade damage: 10 slashing
All his other resources have already been long spent during the fight in the arena and against the Jean-Lou's murderers. Gritting his teeth in frustration, Joren holds position, hoping that he and his echo can absorb more attacks for his companions.
Tanis(Ranger1): Shiverquill's Tempest City | Xarian(Fighter2): NioNSwiper's Tyranny of Dragons
Dyson/Eleo(TwilightCleric4): Vos' Beyond the Veil | Soren(ShepherdDruid5): Bartjeebus' Ravenloft | Ophelia(WildMagicSorcerer4): Ashen_Age's Risen from the Sands
Joren(EchoKnightFighter6): NotDrizzt's Simple Request | Sabetha(MercyMonk3): Bedlymn's Murder Court | Seri(NatureCleric3/DivineSoulSorcerer1): Bartjeebus' Greyhawk
As the sound of Vilus' spell washes over Andra, he raises his arms in crazed exaltation, as though he welcomed the terrible sound rather than dreaded it. (Saved).
Though Joren's swing passes harmlessly by the shadow's head, Ashley's fire blows a hole through its center, and an echo of Joren's sword lashes out in a reverse strike, an alternate trajectory his swing could have taken. It passes cleanly through a patch of darkened air, and the last remaining shadow briefly takes form again before dispersing into smoke.
With the fading of the last shadow, the gloom of the room seems to lighten a bit.
Andra, still holding his blade of shadow, cackles and swipes at the echo next to him. Void meets possibility, and the void wins. The echo is dashed into pieces, and Andra repositions himself in the center of the room. The eye pulses wider once more, splitting Andra's head further open, and his mouth goes slack. Despite this, he proceeds to mutter some arcane chant or twisted prayer to the Watcher
Something nags at the back of Malachi’s mind as he takes in the scene in front of him and Andra resumes his chant. “Watch out! He is getting ready for something and we are all lined up like ducks in a row! Scatter!” Malachi turns back to Andra and shouts “Enough!” as he throws a pinch of dust in the air and tries to put Andra to sleep. He immediately takes his own advice and moves to the left out of the doorway and behind the wall.
The powder proliferates and spreads, glittering in a cloud around Andra. The large eye in his forehead blinks grotesquely a couple times, shaking off the effects of the spell (Greater than 26 HP remaining)
"Damn it all!" In what he was hoping was an unexpected turn, Samir charges forward at the crazed cultist, hurling himself into Andra's personal space with a remarkably out of character brashness. When he came within arm's reach, the artificer's glove suddenly snapped and spat sparks, the smell of ozone suddenly rising into the air. Samir's thrust forward, hoping to catch hold of Andra with the sudden charge.
Moving straight forward 30 feet, should be diagonal from Andra. Casting Shocking Grasp, 20 to hit, 7 lightning damage
"ANDRAAAAA!" Vilus' screams out as he charges forward, rage consuming him and driving him, he leaps and scrambles over whatever arcane machines are in the way to come crashing down on Andra swiping at him with two daggers, all sense of skill and focus lost as he misses his swipes. "FIGHT ME!"
(Movement, as straight as possible to andra.
Action attack 7 to hit, bonus Twf 13 to hit 6 dam)
Joren sees Samir, then Vilus charge into striking range of the abomination that had once been Andra and feels nothing but shame.
They are seeing no choice but to engage. We must be stopping whatever ritual this is, so they are doing what they must. Since you have been failing to keep them safe. Just as you were arriving too late for Jean-Lou. It has gone the other way. The civilians have been keeping the soldier safe.
He wants to drag Andra off his position, if for no other reason than Andra had seemed to move there on purpose to begin chanting. But greatly weakened as he is by the shadows' strength drains, Joren lacks the power to move enough in his heavy splint armor to reach Andra and drag him. (Move speed 20').
Still, Joren lumbers into a charge, leaving a trail of his own blood and necrosis behind him, summoning his echo just 5' NW of Andra, and arriving himself 5' W of Andra with his full movement (NW-N-N-N). He brings his father's Dunamis Blade down on the once cult leader with the last remnants of his fortitude.
Joren's Dunamis Blade to hit: 23 (nat. 20)
Joren's Dunamis Blade damage: 12 magical slashing
(Bonus Action: summon echo 5' NW of Andra).
Tanis(Ranger1): Shiverquill's Tempest City | Xarian(Fighter2): NioNSwiper's Tyranny of Dragons
Dyson/Eleo(TwilightCleric4): Vos' Beyond the Veil | Soren(ShepherdDruid5): Bartjeebus' Ravenloft | Ophelia(WildMagicSorcerer4): Ashen_Age's Risen from the Sands
Joren(EchoKnightFighter6): NotDrizzt's Simple Request | Sabetha(MercyMonk3): Bedlymn's Murder Court | Seri(NatureCleric3/DivineSoulSorcerer1): Bartjeebus' Greyhawk
Watching as her friends charge forward even after Malachi warns them of the coming attack, Ashley goes pale worried for her friends. However she moves into the room and along the left wall to be apart of the fight, but yet away from the others trying her best to heed Mal's warning.
She lifts up her hand and her fingertips start turning blue as she sends frost towards Andra, hoping to slow down his attack.
Need CON save of 14 or 5 cold damage and disadv on his next attack.
As Andra raises one hand forward, the heroes descend on him. His arm spasms with Samir's lightning. A dagger from Vilus nicks his ribs, and the blade of Joren's echo shatters his collarbone, carving a 3-inch cleft between his neck and shoulder. His extended fingertips begin to blacken as Ashley steals all the warmth from them.
Seeing himself surrounded and no clear line to hit multiple people, Andra abandons the powerful spell he'd been gathering, and hastily casts a new one. Everyone can practically feel the charge of powerful magics scatter as he settles for something smaller. The eye in his forhead pulses, and a wave of force sweeps out from it. The thunderous sound catches up a split second later as concussive force pushes against everyone nearby.
2nd level Thunderwave
Con save of 15 or take 10 damage and get pushed back.
Half as much on a save.
Purple-black blood oozes out of the eye, and Andra sways oddly. It almost looks like the eye is holding him up like a puppet on strings now. (Andra is well past bloodied now)
Vilus takes the full brunt of the Thunderwave and goes toppling backward but not before a cataclysmic clashing of magic bounces off Vilus and enshrouds whatever is left of andra as he slowly gets taken over by this ever growing eye. Vilus looks broken and beaten as he comes to a stop on the floor.
(Reaction hellish rebuke, 23 fire damage or half as much on a successful Dex save dc13)
The energy of the magical feedback lashes out at the eye, but Andra's body straightens up at the last moment. Instead, the magic washes over his chest and streaks past him. A moment later, his clothes and skin erupt into flames. (Saved, took 11 fire damage)
Andra tries to scream something, but the split in his head crosses his upper lip, and his words become an unintelligible mess. The eye pivots frantically in place, bulging out so far it looks to be shedding Andra's head.
Malachi ducks against the wall as dust and debris flow through the doorway as a result of the concussive blast of the spell. As it subsides, he enters into the room to see his companions mostly clustered around Andra. “I warned you to scatter and you all rush in? Foolish!” he mutters. Shaking his head he continues his attack, calling forth a spectral hand that strikes at the bulging eye. Raising his hand he tries to force Andra away from the rune circle with a telekinetic shove.
(DC14 strength save or be pushed back 5 feet).
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Andra sways out of the way of the first hand and then holds steady against the forceful push from Malachi's mind
"Well the idea..." Samir's answer comes through near clenched teeth and huffing breath as he moves to strike at Andra again. "... was to interupt whatever he was doing, damn it." The artificer's hand lashes out again, trailing snapping arcs of electricity as he tries to keep the cultist's attention off of his potentially more wounded friends.
Casting Shocking Grasp once again, 12 to hit, 8 lightning damage.
Vilus stands up from his sprawled position on the floor after Andra's thunderwave. Ignoring Mal and Samir's back and forth, rage still burns in Vilus as he points at Andra and he concentrates hard. A cold and bassy gong vibrates through everyone centered on Andra, a familiar ringing of Vilus magic from before.
(Till the dead once again Wis save Dc13, or take 7 necrotic dam)
This time, when Vilus' magic hits him, Andra starts to smile lopsidedly again. But the corners of his mouth quickly twitch downward into a horrified grimace, as though he had been shown some terrible truth. He reaches up to touch his face... (7 necrotic damage taken)
In truth, Joren looks almost as bad as Andra does standing next to him, just without the otherworldly transformation. Battered like a tree in a gale by the thunderwave, the blood-covered half-dwarf, greatly weakened by the multiple shadow-infected wounds, still somehow stands his ground.
"Being real Andra, you are having a little schmutz on our your face there," he manages to croak in a deadpan drawl as he summons his echo opposite (east) of the corrupted cultist. "Let me help you with that." He waves his Dunamis Blade weakly in Andra's general direction from the echo's position.
Bonus Action: Summon echo 5' E of Andra.
Action: Attack Andra from his echo's position with his Dunamis Blade.
Dunamis Blade to hit: 20 (dirty)
Dunamis Blade damage: 3 (lol) magical slashing
Tanis(Ranger1): Shiverquill's Tempest City | Xarian(Fighter2): NioNSwiper's Tyranny of Dragons
Dyson/Eleo(TwilightCleric4): Vos' Beyond the Veil | Soren(ShepherdDruid5): Bartjeebus' Ravenloft | Ophelia(WildMagicSorcerer4): Ashen_Age's Risen from the Sands
Joren(EchoKnightFighter6): NotDrizzt's Simple Request | Sabetha(MercyMonk3): Bedlymn's Murder Court | Seri(NatureCleric3/DivineSoulSorcerer1): Bartjeebus' Greyhawk
By this point, the eye is larger than Andra's head, bulging out from his skull like a giant bubble. The split has nearly reached his chin, and the two halves of his skull form close to a 90 degree angle The dark dagger disappears from his hands, and he starts to feel around his utterly disfigured face. He traces the edges of the tear. One side of his face goes slack as the other fills with horror.
The tolling of the bells broke through his insanity to give him one moment of clarity. One awful moment to understand what has become of him. He turns to Vilus, staring with empty sockets. Half of a pleading, panicked look starts.
Then the eye bursts. An echo of a sword comes down with just enough force to pierce the membrane around it. The eye spills out blackish blood, deflating and falling slack over Andra's face. He falls to his knees before splashing face into the puddle at Vilus' feet.
Then stillness.