Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
D&D Beyond Basic Rules
Basic Rules (2014)
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You only take 5 bludgeoning dmg and remain on your feet.
Seeing the canister with the sparking lit fuse, hearing the voice from the tunnel, then soon the voices from the crowd saying murder, then seeing Vars run off into the building again, then hearing a nearby bell ring from one of the guard outposts near the bridge, seeing the fuse sizzle, then hearing Sparhawk yell at the crowd and then seeing Frangipani turn into a cat and then run away onto the low roof of the house next door, nonchalantly cleaning her paws, Sorsha is still too slow to react to the bomb and stands and takes it to her face.Dex save: 16
Seeing the canister with the sparking lit fuse Sorsha desperately scrambles into the building to evade the blast.
Bjorn, still in his disguise, leaps as far from the bomb as he can. Dex save: 6
Sorsha dmg 15 -7 ( for making save) and remains on her feet.
Bjorn dmg 14 is blown into the street and knocked prone, fragments of bottle and wood peppering his body ( roll a constitution sav to maintain your disguise)
[Disguise Self doesn't use concentration, I think it'll last an hour even if I die. Here's the roll though:] 17
With the 4 temporary HP from earlier, that'll put me at 13 HP. Ouch!
Bjorn grimaces as he swats away any bystanders who might try to help him to his feet. "Alright, no more Mr Nice Wizard."
Yikes. Sparhawk braces for impact, doing his best to dodge the blast Dex save 11
( oops, your right, lol)
11 dmg to Sparhawk and he is knocked prone, not far from Bjorn, face covered in glass, dust and soot
[There's very little Bjorn can do for Sparhawk. Hopefully Eberk or Frangipani can help him out, I imagine that blast took him to 0.]
"Abernathy" rises to his feet and points to two random strangers in the crowd. "Don't just stand there. Come with me and open this hatch! That's an order!" And he marches towards the hatch, readying his crystal to cast Sleep down into the tunnel.
Persuasion if needed: 20
Frangipani watches the explosion and the effect it has on the others bodies with interest and a slight purr but jumps down to see who needs assistance, the small blue-black cat dancing from person to person to see who needs immediate assistance and who can or cannot be saved.
Triage Medicine: 13
A few onlookers heed Abernath’s specter, and move to try and help uncover the trap door to no avail. It seems, at least this part of the tunnel has collapsed in and is filled with bottle and fragmented wood.
[ Inside the House]
Vars and Sorsha are staggering after the blast shakes the house. Bits of dust and dirt fall from the ceiling planks and the house continues to creak for a few moments before everything settles. So far, they can see no movement from downstairs, just some dirt cloud lingering from this end of the tunnel.
Frangi-kitty paws at Sparhawks glass infused face, wiping some of the soot off of him as he coughs and comes to his senses. Even though he wasn’t killed, the Kitty feels she saved his life and that it is only due to her mad medical skills he now lives to fight another day.
Sparhawk weakly looks around, as he unconsciously pets Frangi. He looks to see what carnage has befallen his group and the onlookers. He is not in much of a position to fight at this time, narrowly escaping death.
Vars lets out a curse as he glances about the room, "Where would be the most likely place they would have gone?" He grumbles, turning to glance about the room. Perhaps the bandits left some sort of trail in their escape...he looks down at the floor, searching for any sort of scuff from hurried feet, or nick on the walls where a weapon or belt buckle might have scratched it as someone ran around a corner or through the door.
Investigation: 12
Oh and perception if necessary: 8
Bjorn grumbles and stalks over near the front door. He attempts to loudly play the crowd, hoping the thief might follow the sound out to the balcony. [By the logic of the locked front door escapade earlier, I don't believe we ever closed the balcony door, lol.] "That criminal could easily hide among you all! I want you all to leave! But I would feel terrible if I didn't give you at least some small display of magic first, wouldn't I? Everyone who wants to see a bit of infernal magic, say aye! I cannot hear you, in my old age! You will need to speak up!"
Frangipani yawns and curls up on Sparhawks chest....its been a long day and she feels more like sleeping than chasing people.....blood oath or no.
You get a few Ayes in response a some kids seem to sprIng forth from several windows. The sun has nearly set and street lanterns are beginning to be lit. Up the road from the North bridge outpost a small contingent of guards are making their way towards the ruckus, the Flag of the city along with a flag bearing the number 4 in the local script are flying from a spear held by two of the guards in the lead.