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"Whaaat?" Nygil says as Jumble struggles against the unseen force. "Hold on... gimme a minute." He continues to tend to his eyes. "I don't want to fight blind if I don't have to."
As Jumble is pulled down, he uses the force to move the sand away from his leg, revealing the head of a Blood red Wormling. While Jumble himself cannot see it, he miraculously manages to stab it's face instead of his own foot, causing it to let out a loud screeching noise. Even with being stabbed in the face, it does not let go.
Mordred manages to heal his eyes, just in time to see the thing latched onto Jumble's foot. Though this one is far smaller, it looks all to much like that dreaded creature that devoured his first set of companions. Wasting no time, the paladin rushes over to help the bard. (Yet you were both pretty close to each other.) Grasping Jumble around the chest, Mordred yanks the bard backward, pulling the worm out of the sand. The worm then let's go of Jumble, and flops back onto the sand, where it tries to start burrowing down again. Upon moving, it cringes and let's out another screech as Jumble's spell takes affect. Clearly these travelers were not going to be an easy meal.
Mordred, make another Acrobatics check.
(I'm not sure if i said this but the DC for medicine is also 16)
(Also, let me know when or if you start moving again.)
"I don't want to have to fight if we don't have to!" Feeling Mordred move to help Jumble, Jack uses both hands to once again try and remove the sand from her eyes. "Jumble, are you okay?"
Medicine: 19
(These sandstorms are just so cruel XD)
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"Ah. Too bad," said Tamara with a shrug to Jack's reply. She hadn't exactly been wedded to the idea and they probably didn't even come from the same part of the world.
As they continued on, she could see the lights of Dawn off in the distance... and then noticed the swirling sandstorm closing in on them. Before she could even run or warn her companions, the sandstorm overtook them. The sand scraped at her, surely harsher than any natural sandstorm could be. After choking the sand out of her mouth, she yelled "Mordred! Look out! There's something burrowing!"She may have warned him too late to do any good, it was hard to tell in all this sand...
Seeing the sandstrom whip against his companions, Zalten turns around to see Rethan stumbling, blinded. He rushes over to Rethan, and as he does, his hands fill with a tiny bit of light, casting Guidance on himself. When he reaches Rethan, he does his best to attempt to help him recover from his temporary blindness
Medicine: 19. Given the roll, I'm going to hang onto Guidance
(OOC: Also, Given the 20ft visibility in the sandstorm and the fact I'm in the back of the group, can I see what is going on with Mordred/Jumble or are they too far away?)
Mordred had dodged one pulling out Jumble just in time, he looked to Jumble with a swift nod.
"You okay? Can you see? If not I'll cure you, we aren't out of this yet though it seems."
Mordred will step in front of Jumble and slash at the incoming beast toward them. With a twirl of his body and a strong downward spiral of his blade he went to rend through the beast if he could manage with brute force.
26
To hit
Damage
5
Extra attack (As part of the same action)
25
To hit
Damage
8
Whether that strike landed or not he would spin around swinging back up hoping to catch the beast before returning to his stance before. Looking at the beast.. It had made Mordred wince a bit. The memories it brought back weren't.. Exactly pleasant.
OOC I have a feeling we shall be rolling initiative soon xD
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Swearing and wiping sand out of her eyes, Tamara heard a chorus of voices shout about being unable to see. Blast. Even the greatest warrior would be brought down if they couldn't see their opponent. She paused for a brief moment to get her bearings, then walked toward the front where she'd seen the burrowing creature going after Mordred, moving cautiously in the limited visibility.
And she eventually saw Mordred yanking Jumble out of the jaws of a big red worm, and the stupid creature immediately ran into a sonic barrier created by the bard. At the same time, she saw Mordred trying to evade the creature in the sand. She took a deep breath, thought quickly, and acted.
Action Log
(if the worm that went after Jumble is still alive) Tamara casts Quickened Fire Bolt(-2 SP) on the exposed worm (bonus action consumed)
A: 10 D: 18
Tamara casts Fire Bolt at the mound produced by the underground creature (bonus action consumed), just to try to get it to come up.
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"Oh come on I wan't to help," Nygil says, his eyes are watering now from all his rubbing.
Medicine: 19
"What are we fighting? More bugs? Oh, is it the giant worm?!" He sounds a little to excited considering he's currently blind. "Oh blast it all, I need to be able to see in order to fight." He continues scrubbing away at his face.
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As the group was walking - PRIOR to the sandstorm;
Kashika didn't mind that Mordred had soured again. Just as he had started to soften her opinion of him, the about-face felt like a betrayal to her. Had he not done that just then .. she would have at-least considered bringing him in on it. She also wondered how he had heard what was whispered without perceiving first! Regardless, when Zalten and Tamara had fallen back a bit, she weaved a simple spell, that atleast Tamara would know of, and Zalten? Maybe. The spell created a visual image that Kashika willed to only be visible towards herself, Zalten, and Tamara. She wished she could do this with more depth but as the group was moving she had to be able to focus on walking AND the spell.
I-I don't know how m-much either of you will care about what I am going to s-show you, but without it you m-may not understand how and w-why. I will... keep it breif as .. you will likely notice it will mostly be the s-same thing.. in different places... The image began to show Kashika from her earliest memory, and she explained as much. She woke up and found herself alone in the world. Whether Tamara or Zalten had ever been to Toril ... they would atleast recognize it as not this world...
Kaashika explained breifly that she had grown up never knowing or seeing parents. She simply was there, alone, and forced to scrounge for food to survive from the first day her memory began. She explained that over time she learned to speak the common tongue, even as she lived the life of an urchin. Forced to beg or steal for food, as she had no real skills. The image shifted to the results of many of her actions, where she found herself curled on the floor defensively as some humanoid or another beat her with their feet, their fists, or sometimes even weapons.. though thankfully never with anything fatal, she was left bloody, bruised and on the verge of death many times.
However despite some of her beatings being.. 'deserved' for her theft.... the majority of them simply came out of nowhere. She was called a 'filthy Kobold' among other, much worse... worse phrases. She was threatened to do things for various people, and half the time beaten regardless of her cooperation. It was clear with the illusion and Kahika's narration, as broken as her stuttering words were.. that she hadn't always had the stutter but that the assaults had eventually taken their toll on her face, causing it to be involuntary. She had been to weak to fight back. It was clear that over time her skills improved and she was able to steal to survive in a city that seemed to hate her (from her perspective) for no reason.. as she had no concept of what a Kobold was, or why people would hate them, though she would still get caught sometimes. She had learned that the guards didn't care, and very few took pity, and even those who did could not, or would not help... she was alone in every sense of the word.
She eventually began to sell herself to those with more ..exotic tastes to make money, and would often rob them of their entire coinpurse as they slept, the only exception being if they weren't horrible to her at some point either past, or present. Regardless... One day, she found herself trapped, by many of those whom she had technically wronged, though some of the mob was simply there to 'join in on the beating' when her power erupted within her... I-i'm not sure but I believe it was the spell I used earlier... she said, as in the image, from her perspective.. the people were there one moment, and then with a hiss... all but a few of them had died, their bodies melted by something acidic....
I .. taught myself to use my .. m-magic and just as I had began to do so... I was whisked away here.... to fail. A-and I learned in the lower realms... t-t-that the people here were just as bad as those I had overc-c-came .. even other k-k-kobolds.. they said I was d-different... I didnt act like t-them. B-but these people... were not c-commoners. They were almost all f-failed champions of s-some kind.. and so ... I was powerless again. If I fought back.. I would find myself facing people l-like you..she said, in reference to their 'combat prowess'
T-that's when it came to me... I had been summoned by Cyra. My scales match hers almost p-perfectly.... I h-had no recollection of my life from before... Even my own k-kind say I'm different than them. I... Am a discarded. unw-w-w-wanted child of Cyra. Abandoned t-to Toril, and called back to be 'of use' to my m-mother, or 'die trying' she said, letting that hang in the air for only a moment before adding;
N-now... to get to my point... My e-entire life has been spent under the boot and heel of s-someone else, beaten and used... in every w-way she says, her visage finally cracking, having just relived all those moments in her gambit to get at-least some of these people on her side..... knowing that if they turned on her here... Her eyes misty but not teary as her lips curled into a frown mixed with a bit of internal rage. She let herself breathe before continuing, her arms wrapped across her chest. I want to turn the w-world on its head... she said in a faintly angry tone. I w-want to take the crown.... f-for myself. Why give it to either of them?! your only reward being to ... 'go home'she said spitefully, spitting on the ground.
After everything I've been through that ww-ould almost be a punishment... But the dragons say they can c-control this world ... whoever has it... controls this world. But n-notice... they never said that we could not? Whatever s-spell they have on this world keeps them f-from being able to attack eachother... that may or may not include u-us but they never attack the 'c-citizens' either... even though they know those citizens might come to s-steal their c-crown.
B-but if I can get that crown... as Cyra's dd-d-d-d-aughter I will control this world... And I will overthrow them b-both. I w-will weave a spell that will s-strike down those who have power and use it to hurt people like m-me, to hurt people who u-use others.. like people u-used m-me. she is shaking and a single tear rolls down her cheeks before she manages to get her emotions somewhat in check. And I w-will raise those l-like me to l-live better lives.. I will make it so no one who was hurt like me has to suffer any l-longer. she quickly clarifies... O-of course I will put in a c-c-c-c-contingency to the spell... or w-whatever power the c-crown grants.. t-that no one in p-power who earned it rightfully, without walking over others will fall... and that no one who was treated horribly who would ultimately u-use it to become like those who h-hurt me would rise...
She had been looking down at the sand as they walked. And in the last moment before the sandstorm hit, she managed to finish... A-and of course... everyone here who helped me .. I will help t-them... whether they simply w-want to go home or something else. Even those here i d-d-dont like much.
she says, her eyes goign to where Mordred is. Just as the sandstorm hit, catching her partially off guard, the holes in her clothing allowing the sand to buffer her scales and only moderately harm her. But she had been through this before... she knew the worst effect was the blindness, and her hand had managed to cover her face... just barely in time..
As most of the others began panicking to varying degrees, and she clicks her tongue at the breif pain of the sandstorm, glad she could still see, just barely able to hear someone shouting to gather up to which she shouts back You F-fool! If this is a w-w-worm, it will simply s-s-swallow us all at once! not knowing whether it is or not, nor whether its a full grown one or not. Regardles, Kashika would distance herself from the others (Where the blank token is.. why can i move literally everyone's token butMY OWN?)
Regardless, Kashika found this the perfect opportunity to test her theory... She took out one of the 'stars' in her hand.. readying her levitate spell... intent on trying to use one star as a spell component in addition to the normal ones... to see if it had any 'effect' on her spell. Perhaps now wasn't the best time for 'testing' but ... If Kashika see's whatever is attacking, ESPECIALLY if its a worm... she will cast Levitate on it. (DC 14 CON save or become lifted if the creature is 500LB's or less. UNLESS the 'star' as a spell component does something else to amplify it)
Initiative: 11
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"Whaaat?" Nygil says as Jumble struggles against the unseen force. "Hold on... gimme a minute." He continues to tend to his eyes. "I don't want to fight blind if I don't have to."
Medicine: 19
As Jumble is pulled down, he uses the force to move the sand away from his leg, revealing the head of a Blood red Wormling. While Jumble himself cannot see it, he miraculously manages to stab it's face instead of his own foot, causing it to let out a loud screeching noise. Even with being stabbed in the face, it does not let go.
Mordred manages to heal his eyes, just in time to see the thing latched onto Jumble's foot. Though this one is far smaller, it looks all to much like that dreaded creature that devoured his first set of companions. Wasting no time, the paladin rushes over to help the bard. (Yet you were both pretty close to each other.) Grasping Jumble around the chest, Mordred yanks the bard backward, pulling the worm out of the sand. The worm then let's go of Jumble, and flops back onto the sand, where it tries to start burrowing down again. Upon moving, it cringes and let's out another screech as Jumble's spell takes affect. Clearly these travelers were not going to be an easy meal.
Mordred, make another Acrobatics check.
(I'm not sure if i said this but the DC for medicine is also 16)
(Also, let me know when or if you start moving again.)
OOC
Mordred Acrobatic check
15
"I don't want to have to fight if we don't have to!" Feeling Mordred move to help Jumble, Jack uses both hands to once again try and remove the sand from her eyes. "Jumble, are you okay?"
Medicine: 19
(These sandstorms are just so cruel XD)
Jack, a Changeling Artificer/Bard/Cleric/Fighter/Rogue---RynnElocin's From Dusk to Dawn
Amon, a Fairy Arcane Trickster---ShieldHero_'s Fractum
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Mordred once again evades the creature below the sands.
Jack and Nygil both have made one successful medicine check.
(Gonna let the others post before I continue)
"Ah. Too bad," said Tamara with a shrug to Jack's reply. She hadn't exactly been wedded to the idea and they probably didn't even come from the same part of the world.
As they continued on, she could see the lights of Dawn off in the distance... and then noticed the swirling sandstorm closing in on them. Before she could even run or warn her companions, the sandstorm overtook them. The sand scraped at her, surely harsher than any natural sandstorm could be. After choking the sand out of her mouth, she yelled "Mordred! Look out! There's something burrowing!" She may have warned him too late to do any good, it was hard to tell in all this sand...
( CON Save: 16 )
( DEX Save: 19 vs blinded )
OOC
Before I post is Mordred's 18 for STR enough to pull him and Jumble out?
Seeing the sandstrom whip against his companions, Zalten turns around to see Rethan stumbling, blinded. He rushes over to Rethan, and as he does, his hands fill with a tiny bit of light, casting Guidance on himself. When he reaches Rethan, he does his best to attempt to help him recover from his temporary blindness
Medicine: 19. Given the roll, I'm going to hang onto Guidance
(OOC: Also, Given the 20ft visibility in the sandstorm and the fact I'm in the back of the group, can I see what is going on with Mordred/Jumble or are they too far away?)
(Wow Tamara's the only one to succeed both checks.)
(Zalten wouldn't be able to see them, but he could hear them.)
Jack, Nygil, and Rethan, now all have one successful check against blindness.
(Yeah, you got Jumble out, but there's another one after you.)
Mordred had dodged one pulling out Jumble just in time, he looked to Jumble with a swift nod.
"You okay? Can you see? If not I'll cure you, we aren't out of this yet though it seems."
Mordred will step in front of Jumble and slash at the incoming beast toward them. With a twirl of his body and a strong downward spiral of his blade he went to rend through the beast if he could manage with brute force.
26
To hit
Damage
5
Extra attack (As part of the same action)
25
To hit
Damage
8
Whether that strike landed or not he would spin around swinging back up hoping to catch the beast before returning to his stance before. Looking at the beast.. It had made Mordred wince a bit. The memories it brought back weren't.. Exactly pleasant.
OOC
I have a feeling we shall be rolling initiative soon xD
Swearing and wiping sand out of her eyes, Tamara heard a chorus of voices shout about being unable to see. Blast. Even the greatest warrior would be brought down if they couldn't see their opponent. She paused for a brief moment to get her bearings, then walked toward the front where she'd seen the burrowing creature going after Mordred, moving cautiously in the limited visibility.
And she eventually saw Mordred yanking Jumble out of the jaws of a big red worm, and the stupid creature immediately ran into a sonic barrier created by the bard. At the same time, she saw Mordred trying to evade the creature in the sand. She took a deep breath, thought quickly, and acted.
OOC
Initiative roll if needed
3
"Oh come on I wan't to help," Nygil says, his eyes are watering now from all his rubbing.
Medicine: 19
"What are we fighting? More bugs? Oh, is it the giant worm?!" He sounds a little to excited considering he's currently blind. "Oh blast it all, I need to be able to see in order to fight." He continues scrubbing away at his face.
(Yep everyone go ahead and roll initiative.)
(Also for reference, these worms are only about as long as a man's leg.)
Initiative: 14
Medicine check for the next round: 1 (not quite a natural 1 at least)
Rethan swipes ineffectually at his eyes, unable to get the sand out.
Initiative: 17
(( Jumble's Initiative: 23 ))
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Con Check ADV DC 16: 11 (+3 more if this is meant to be a 'save')
Dex Check ADV DC 16: 17
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As the group was walking - PRIOR to the sandstorm;
Kashika didn't mind that Mordred had soured again. Just as he had started to soften her opinion of him, the about-face felt like a betrayal to her. Had he not done that just then .. she would have at-least considered bringing him in on it. She also wondered how he had heard what was whispered without perceiving first! Regardless, when Zalten and Tamara had fallen back a bit, she weaved a simple spell, that atleast Tamara would know of, and Zalten? Maybe. The spell created a visual image that Kashika willed to only be visible towards herself, Zalten, and Tamara. She wished she could do this with more depth but as the group was moving she had to be able to focus on walking AND the spell.
I-I don't know how m-much either of you will care about what I am going to s-show you, but without it you m-may not understand how and w-why. I will... keep it breif as .. you will likely notice it will mostly be the s-same thing.. in different places... The image began to show Kashika from her earliest memory, and she explained as much. She woke up and found herself alone in the world. Whether Tamara or Zalten had ever been to Toril ... they would atleast recognize it as not this world...
Kaashika explained breifly that she had grown up never knowing or seeing parents. She simply was there, alone, and forced to scrounge for food to survive from the first day her memory began. She explained that over time she learned to speak the common tongue, even as she lived the life of an urchin. Forced to beg or steal for food, as she had no real skills. The image shifted to the results of many of her actions, where she found herself curled on the floor defensively as some humanoid or another beat her with their feet, their fists, or sometimes even weapons.. though thankfully never with anything fatal, she was left bloody, bruised and on the verge of death many times.
However despite some of her beatings being.. 'deserved' for her theft.... the majority of them simply came out of nowhere. She was called a 'filthy Kobold' among other, much worse... worse phrases. She was threatened to do things for various people, and half the time beaten regardless of her cooperation. It was clear with the illusion and Kahika's narration, as broken as her stuttering words were.. that she hadn't always had the stutter but that the assaults had eventually taken their toll on her face, causing it to be involuntary. She had been to weak to fight back. It was clear that over time her skills improved and she was able to steal to survive in a city that seemed to hate her (from her perspective) for no reason.. as she had no concept of what a Kobold was, or why people would hate them, though she would still get caught sometimes. She had learned that the guards didn't care, and very few took pity, and even those who did could not, or would not help... she was alone in every sense of the word.
She eventually began to sell herself to those with more ..exotic tastes to make money, and would often rob them of their entire coinpurse as they slept, the only exception being if they weren't horrible to her at some point either past, or present. Regardless... One day, she found herself trapped, by many of those whom she had technically wronged, though some of the mob was simply there to 'join in on the beating' when her power erupted within her... I-i'm not sure but I believe it was the spell I used earlier... she said, as in the image, from her perspective.. the people were there one moment, and then with a hiss... all but a few of them had died, their bodies melted by something acidic....
I .. taught myself to use my .. m-magic and just as I had began to do so... I was whisked away here.... to fail. A-and I learned in the lower realms... t-t-that the people here were just as bad as those I had overc-c-came .. even other k-k-kobolds.. they said I was d-different... I didnt act like t-them. B-but these people... were not c-commoners. They were almost all f-failed champions of s-some kind.. and so ... I was powerless again. If I fought back.. I would find myself facing people l-like you.. she said, in reference to their 'combat prowess'
T-that's when it came to me... I had been summoned by Cyra. My scales match hers almost p-perfectly.... I h-had no recollection of my life from before... Even my own k-kind say I'm different than them. I... Am a discarded. unw-w-w-wanted child of Cyra. Abandoned t-to Toril, and called back to be 'of use' to my m-mother, or 'die trying' she said, letting that hang in the air for only a moment before adding;
N-now... to get to my point... My e-entire life has been spent under the boot and heel of s-someone else, beaten and used... in every w-way she says, her visage finally cracking, having just relived all those moments in her gambit to get at-least some of these people on her side..... knowing that if they turned on her here... Her eyes misty but not teary as her lips curled into a frown mixed with a bit of internal rage. She let herself breathe before continuing, her arms wrapped across her chest. I want to turn the w-world on its head... she said in a faintly angry tone. I w-want to take the crown.... f-for myself. Why give it to either of them?! your only reward being to ... 'go home' she said spitefully, spitting on the ground.
After everything I've been through that ww-ould almost be a punishment... But the dragons say they can c-control this world ... whoever has it... controls this world. But n-notice... they never said that we could not? Whatever s-spell they have on this world keeps them f-from being able to attack eachother... that may or may not include u-us but they never attack the 'c-citizens' either... even though they know those citizens might come to s-steal their c-crown.
B-but if I can get that crown... as Cyra's dd-d-d-d-aughter I will control this world... And I will overthrow them b-both. I w-will weave a spell that will s-strike down those who have power and use it to hurt people like m-me, to hurt people who u-use others.. like people u-used m-me. she is shaking and a single tear rolls down her cheeks before she manages to get her emotions somewhat in check. And I w-will raise those l-like me to l-live better lives.. I will make it so no one who was hurt like me has to suffer any l-longer. she quickly clarifies... O-of course I will put in a c-c-c-c-contingency to the spell... or w-whatever power the c-crown grants.. t-that no one in p-power who earned it rightfully, without walking over others will fall... and that no one who was treated horribly who would ultimately u-use it to become like those who h-hurt me would rise...
She had been looking down at the sand as they walked. And in the last moment before the sandstorm hit, she managed to finish... A-and of course... everyone here who helped me .. I will help t-them... whether they simply w-want to go home or something else. Even those here i d-d-dont like much.
she says, her eyes goign to where Mordred is. Just as the sandstorm hit, catching her partially off guard, the holes in her clothing allowing the sand to buffer her scales and only moderately harm her. But she had been through this before... she knew the worst effect was the blindness, and her hand had managed to cover her face... just barely in time..
As most of the others began panicking to varying degrees, and she clicks her tongue at the breif pain of the sandstorm, glad she could still see, just barely able to hear someone shouting to gather up to which she shouts back You F-fool! If this is a w-w-worm, it will simply s-s-swallow us all at once! not knowing whether it is or not, nor whether its a full grown one or not. Regardles, Kashika would distance herself from the others (Where the blank token is.. why can i move literally everyone's token but MY OWN?)
Regardless, Kashika found this the perfect opportunity to test her theory... She took out one of the 'stars' in her hand.. readying her levitate spell... intent on trying to use one star as a spell component in addition to the normal ones... to see if it had any 'effect' on her spell. Perhaps now wasn't the best time for 'testing' but ... If Kashika see's whatever is attacking, ESPECIALLY if its a worm... she will cast Levitate on it. (DC 14 CON save or become lifted if the creature is 500LB's or less. UNLESS the 'star' as a spell component does something else to amplify it)
Initiative: 11
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