(Galfaen's nature check to identify the beasts 5, initiative 12 if necessary)
"To arms, comrades!", shouts Galfaen commandingly, rousing his companions abruptly from their slumber. "Four of them - flying creatures. And I think they want our blood."
Thinking that the beasts may be afraid of fire he adds,"Everyone grab a torch, the fire might keep them at bay."
With that thought, a magical flame springs forth from his hand.
Brac jumps from his sitting position and grabs a torch as Galfaen suggested. "What are those things he bellows!" If anyone was still sleeping the noise of Brac would surely have awoken them now. He grabs his javelin from the ground and readies it for ranged attack. "This damn darkness!" He calls.
Elyot rolls over with a groan while rubbing his eyes. Patting about his space until he finds his glasses, only to start scampering to grab his gear. "W-what the?!"
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A soft sleeping mask still remained on Bardan's face as he shot awake. He groaned and grumbled "Huh? Where are we? Where are my teeth?"
Quickly slipping in his dentures, he grabs his nearest weapon- his trusty shovel that he'd fallen asleep next to. Shame for him, that he slipped and his hand fell straight in to mud. He'd be spending the next few moments pulling it out.
Alhorn scrambles to his feet, grabs his torch and re-lights it in the fire. "I will try and determine what they want from us, otherwise I fear we are in for a fight" he says to the group with a grossed out look on his face.
Elyot scrambles to his feet, unwrapping the sling wrapped around his arm. The familiar silken thread from earlier is swiftly rubbed against three rocks. Using his Bonus Action to cast: Magic Stone
He will attack the closest Stirge within range that he can see: 11 to hit, 6 damage.
"Got two more rocks if anyone needs something to throw!" The Halfling exclaims to the rest.
(Galfaen's nature check to identify the beasts 5, initiative 12 if necessary)
"To arms, comrades!", shouts Galfaen commandingly, rousing his companions abruptly from their slumber. "Four of them - flying creatures. And I think they want our blood."
Thinking that the beasts may be afraid of fire he adds, "Everyone grab a torch, the fire might keep them at bay."
With that thought, a magical flame springs forth from his hand.
Brac jumps from his sitting position and grabs a torch as Galfaen suggested. "What are those things he bellows!" If anyone was still sleeping the noise of Brac would surely have awoken them now. He grabs his javelin from the ground and readies it for ranged attack. "This damn darkness!" He calls.
Elyot rolls over with a groan while rubbing his eyes. Patting about his space until he finds his glasses, only to start scampering to grab his gear. "W-what the?!"
Initiative: 14
A soft sleeping mask still remained on Bardan's face as he shot awake. He groaned and grumbled "Huh? Where are we? Where are my teeth?"
Quickly slipping in his dentures, he grabs his nearest weapon- his trusty shovel that he'd fallen asleep next to. Shame for him, that he slipped and his hand fell straight in to mud. He'd be spending the next few moments pulling it out.
Initiative 1
Alhorn scrambles to his feet, grabs his torch and re-lights it in the fire. "I will try and determine what they want from us, otherwise I fear we are in for a fight" he says to the group with a grossed out look on his face.
Animal Handling - 7
Initiative - 17
(Brac can you roll for initiative)
Initiative Roll : 17+1= 18
(Apologies if my posting times are a bit off. I live in Australia I am running on different time.)
whoops i dont think i have been adding my initiative bonus this whole time...lol
Well you can add it in next time.
Initiative Order
Stirge 1 dives onto Brac
Attack: 12 Damage: 4
Stirge 2 attacks Barden
Attack: 15 Damage: 6
Round 1 has begun post when able
The Stirge latches unto Brac and he will take damage in the form of blood loss. (Stirges are like big mosquitoes)
"Argghh seriously the same arm as that damn frog!"
Brac enters rage as his bonus action. He then uses his javelin to stab the Stirges.
Roll attack: 9+4=13
Damage if hit : 6
The stirge on Brac's arm dies.
Alhorn runs to the next closest Stirge pulling out his short sword and slashing at it! "Begone with you, bloodsucking fiend!"
Attack 11
if it hits Damage 7
"Brac are you alright?" he says.
Alhorn misses
Elyot scrambles to his feet, unwrapping the sling wrapped around his arm. The familiar silken thread from earlier is swiftly rubbed against three rocks. Using his Bonus Action to cast: Magic Stone
He will attack the closest Stirge within range that he can see: 11 to hit, 6 damage.
"Got two more rocks if anyone needs something to throw!" The Halfling exclaims to the rest.
Elyot missed
Stirge 3 attacks Elyot
Attack: 18 Damage: 4
Stirge 4 attacks Alhorn
Attack: 25 Damage: 7
Elyot manages to dodge the attack with a huff. "Pesky things!"
So now that i have been attacked am i supposed to roll a save of some kind or a check?