Hearing the tittering voice of Giggles brought back to the forefront childhood memories of the half-orc laughing in his infuriating way as he menaced her and the other Lambs she was trapped with. Instantly deciding to audible from her original plan, she pulled out two sai from her coat sleeves and charged towards the catwalk.
As she ran forward, she stabbed at the dog once without slowing her stride - dropping him without a second glance - before making her way onto the catwalk.
"It's been a while, remember me Giggles!?!" Redii shouted at the half-orc, goading him forward.
Bloo, barking as wildly as he was, did not seem to hear the magically laced chant launched at him. Unfortunately for the mutt, he didn't notice Redii's sai either and dropped to the ground with a whimper a moment later.
"Time to be judged. Let's see if we can purge you of your... sin."With a wry smile the reliquary began to glow with a deep purple light. The purple light rose like fire from the fire around the smug bastard on the catwalk.
Spell - Sacred Flame dc 14 dex save damage: 1
At the same, Giggles looked around delightedly as his shirt seemed to magically catch on fire momentarily. "Oooohhhh, was that from you elf boy?" Giggles laughed, "That tickled, let me repay the favor!"
"It's been a while, remember me Giggles!?!" Redii shouted at the half-orc, goading him forward.
As he limped/ lumbered his way down the catwalk, Redii appeared at the base of the catwalk with her challenge. "Don't think so? But let's be friendssss!" Giggles tittered as he took the heavy flail in his hand and whipped it in Redii's direction as hard as he could. Telegraphing his move, Redii managed to dodge out of the way easily enough as flail whacked the catwalk, leaving a head-sized hole where it struck. "Oh, don't be shy!" Giggles laughed has his attack missed. Below, the shrieks of a few of the children could be heard.
Hutton & Maz are up!
DM Rolls:
Giggles DC14 DEX Save: 11(Fail)
Bloo's DC14 WIS Save: 15(Succeed)
Giggles Flail attack on Redii: Attack: 9 Damage: 11(Miss)
Bloo's attack on Hutton: Attack: 9 Damage: 6(Miss)
Hutton begins to crouch to intercept Bloo just as Redii shoves past and stabs the poor mutt without hesitation.
He freezes, jaw hanging open as the dog collapses. A vein appears at one of the huge man's temples and his eyes flash. He stands back to his full height and clenches his fists. His head whips toward the commotion and nostrils flare for a split second before he sprints toward the clashing pair with alarming speed. As he nears the corner where the stairs meet the catwalk, a giant boot plants heavily on the filthy floor as he leaps with a roar and grabs at the leg of the chuckling interloper. He attempts to grapple him and if the psychotic clown falls off or through the rickety catwalk, all the better for Hutton to get his other hand on him.
Hutton's 6'7" and the catwalk is 10' above the floor. PBH says you can extend your arms half your height above yourself during a jump which is 9'10.5" along with even a few inches of a jump should be enough.
Mazour raised an eyebrow as Redii called the half orc by name. You must be kidding me. He motioned his hands and whispered a short mantra of the Lady. Above Giggles' head a ghostly bell appeared. A deep purple comet streaked across the bell as it rang out with a dead, hollow reverberation.
"Death is going to be a relief for you, after having... that...name," Mazour said flatly.
Toll the Dead - Wisdom Save dc14 for 7 points of dmg to Giggles.
Redii, laser-focused on Giggles in front of her, lunged at the half-orc as soon he became momentarily distracted by the the strange bell that was summoned; managing to stab him once with a sai under his armpit. As she lunged aggressively to stab him again, Giggles caught her wrist and stopped her. "Hehehe, we're supposed to take turns you know. Now it's my turn." he commented to her as he started to spin his flail around menacingly.
Attack on Giggles: Hit 22 (Hit); Damage 8 piercing
This post has potentially manipulated dice roll results.
Despite the threats from Hookshanks, Brack keeps focus on Redii as she manages to land a solid blow onto the towering half-orc. He continues his chant, again missing a beat to lace the air with nauseous dissonance "Dorroohseh gOH bahck!" though this time the jarring melody carries through the air towards the focus of everyone's attention.
Vicious Mockery:Wis Save DC14 or 3 Psychic Damage and Disadvantage on Next Attack Roll
Witnessing a similar mockery from Hutton's attempts to prove his physical prowess against Giggles, the dwarf pauses before the next verse and chastises the grown man, "Oh come on now 'utton. Are yeh all bluster or are yeh finally going to put yeh muscle where yeh mouth is!?"
Around Hutton, the Lambs nearest him - intimidated into action by the the crazed-looking gnome - rose from their hiding place beneath the catwalk and encircled Hutton. At first they attempted to hit him with makeshift clubs before quickly realizing that it wouldn't work against a man as big as him. Dropping their weapons, they resorted to the next best thing and grabbed at his arms and legs, attempting to keep him still and hinder him as much as possible. The Lambs on the other side of the room, seeing the same thing, quickly followed and tried the same tactic on Mazour (though there was a lot less to grab onto).
At the same time, with Brack's chant finally breaking through, Giggles fidgeted uncomfortably for a moment as the wave of magical energy hit him. "I don't like this song very much hehe," he began as he swung even more wildly at Redii again, missing her completely and smacking his flail against the wall, "Can you do 'The Shipwright's Two Lovers' instead?"...
Hutton & Maz are up!
Both of you, please make an Athletics/ Acrobatics check against the Lamb's roll. If you fail, you and the Lamb's are considered restrained.
In addition, consider the space you're in as difficult terrain and requires an extra (5)ft of movement to move out of.
Athletics to avoid being grappled: 11 (tie/success)
Shaking off the multitude of tiny hands, Hutton sighs at the futility of it all and looks back up to the catwalk above him. He leaps to grab the ledge and attempts to pull himself up.
Righting himself, he squares off against the half-orc in the corner and growls, "No more waiting, chum. As you say, it's play time," and he lunges at the man in an attempt to grapple him.
Mazour bobbed and weaved his way between the children rolling away from their grasp. The angry mountain plowed straight through. Bully for him, I suppose. Not wanting to attack children, he looked for options. They are the symptom. Remove the problem. The Lambs clutched at him as he raised the reliquary. "And you shall know the end by the sounding of the bell."
The reliquary glimmered, bathed in purple light. Again the bell formed over Giggles. And as the spiraling comet symbol etched into it's side lit up, the bell rang.
Action- Toll the Dead 10 dmg Wisdom Save DC14 on Giggles
Giggles tried to shrug out of Hutton's grasp, but Hutton's superior form and position plus Giggles bad leg led to the Half-Orc getting caught. "You're an impaitent one aren't 'cha. If you really wanted to play so bad hehehe, you should've just said so!" Giggles tittered annoyingly. Moments later, the familiar unearthly bell of Maz's tolled above Giggles head, but he seemed to resist or ignore whatever effect it was supposed to have.
At the same time, a muttering Hookshanks made his way across the catwalk towards the surrounded Giggles (20ft to the right). "Good-for-nothin' Lambs and good-for-nothin' Giggles can't do nothin' right..." he muttered as he stopped and pulled out a dirty looking cleaver; taking aim at the combatants below. "...Always having to do everything for me self cause everyone here is a coward or an 'diot..." Picking Hutton as his target, he launched the cleaver in his direction as he yelled out, "Take this Jumbo!" The blade spun in the air a few times before embedding itself deeply in Hutton's lower back. "Now kills them quick Giggles so I can finally get some shuteye!!" ...
At the same time, a muttering Hookshanks made his way across the catwalk towards the surrounded Giggles (20ft to the right). "Good-for-nothin' Lambs and good-for-nothin' Giggles can't do nothin' right..." he muttered as he stopped and pulled out a dirty looking cleaver; taking aim at the combatants below. "...Always having to do everything for me self cause everyone here is a coward or an 'diot..." Picking Hutton as his target, he launched the cleaver in his direction as he yelled out, "Take this Jumbo!"
Focusing mostly on Giggles, Brack catches Hookshanks out of the corner of his gaze wind up to toss the cleaver towards Hutton. Reflexively, he stomps his foot against the beat he's been keeping and immediately shouts "YISH!"
As if a momentary stutter in the fabric of the universe unfolded before the eyes of the halfling, a jolt of discordance races up his spine and assails his concentration with the uneven meter of the strange chant the dwarf had been making.
After the shuddering, Brack pauses before continuing his chant "....dahn YAHCK!" The chorus wafts through the air like a pleasant breeze, seemingly now in tune with some unseen rhythm from within one's own soul. The harmony of the notes washes over like a cascade upon Redii, lifting her spirits like that of the first sunlight after the last cold day of spring.
Reaction: Silvery Barbs against Hookshanks! Redii takes the advantage!
Focusing mostly on Giggles, Brack catches Hookshanks out of the corner of his gaze wind up to toss the cleaver towards Hutton. Reflexively, he stomps his foot against the beat he's been keeping and immediately shouts "YISH!"
As if a momentary stutter in the fabric of the universe unfolded before the eyes of the gnome, a jolt of discordance races up his spine and assails his concentration with the uneven meter of the strange chant the dwarf had been making.
After the shuddering, Brack pauses before continuing his chant "....dahn YAHCK!" The chorus wafts through the air like a pleasant breeze, seemingly now in tune with some unseen rhythm from within one's own soul. The harmony of the notes washes over like a cascade upon Redii, lifting her spirits like that of the first sunlight after the last cold day of spring.
Reaction: Silvery Barbs against Hookshanks! Redii takes the advantage!
The Old Fishery subtly shuddered for the briefest of moments as Brack's magic rewrote what was. The cleaver - once embedded deep within Hutton's back - was now instead coming to stillness on the ground behind the man. And what was once a triumphant shout from the gnome instead became another frustrated mutter as he pulled out another cleaver, "Stupid Giggles and stupid Lambs ruinin' my perfect throw and ruining my good night's sleep..."
Redii & Brack are up!
DM: Rolls:
Hookshanks Attack on Hutton (Silvery Barbs): 6(Miss)
As Redii attempted to extricate herself from Giggles' grip, she felt a strange sensation course through her body followed by the momentary flash of a happy memory of Redii and her sister laughing uncontrollably. Gaining a surge of positive energy within her, Redii turned her gaze back to Giggles and smiled. "It's over Giggles," she said simply before using his hold of her arm as both support and leverage to leap into the air and kick out as hard as she could with both feet straight into the half-orcs face. Stunned and clearly in pain, Giggles released his hold on Redii's arm which allowed her to flip backwards and land back on the catwalk in a three-point stance. Then, without giving Giggles a chance to recover, she lunged forward and stabbed her sai straight into the side of Giggles' neck with all her might. With the human wall that was Hutton behind him, Giggles was unable to avoid the strike coughed up a glob of blood as the blow hit before crumpling to his knees. Laughing one last time as he looked up at Redii - coughing up more blood in the process - he eventually grew still and fell forward to hang limply in Hutton's arms. Pulling out her sai from his neck, Redii then gave the gnome a fierce look that clearly said "You're next"
Redii Attack on Giggles: 9
Redii Attack on Giggles (Silvery Barbs Advantage): 21(Hit)
Brack breathed a sigh of relief seeing the missile miss it's mark. Wiping the small grin off his face, he got back to he task at hand in helping the crew overcome the opposition. He picked up the hymn once again, though seemingly in better spirits now that the tides have seemed to turn, clapping and stomping along to his beat as he finished, "dahn sholl..."and flubbed the ancient verse, "... YEh!"
The rippling disharmony carried though the air, though this time to the senses of Hookshanks.
Vicious Mockery:Wis Save DC14 or1 Psychic Damage and Disadvantage on Next Attack Roll
Brack's magically-laced chant was resisted and ignored by the gnome who stared down at the body of his fallen comrade with a look of... annoyance? "F***ing bloody useless idiot," Hookshanks said to himself as he pulled out another knife from his belt.
At the same time, the sight of Giggles dead body - and the bloody act that led him to that fate - broke the resolve of the little Lambs. Completely forgetting about Hookshanks' command moments earlier, the majority of them stopped what they were doing and made a break for the now open door on the Fishery floor and out into the night. Five of them, instead of leaving the Fishery, instead moved underneath the catwalk Hutton and Redii were on, attempting to stay as far away from the action as possible...
Whirling around, Giggles' lifeless legs dangling as Hutton carries the half-orc's body with one mighty ham-sized fist wrapped around his bandolier, he charges down the catwalk toward his cowardly assailant.
"What kind of scum throws a knife at a man's back?" he rages as he bears down on the gnome. "It's over, little man. You're all washed up!"
With that, Hutton rears back and hurls the green corpse at Hookshanks in an attempt to knock him off the end of the catwalk and into the large vat of mystery liquid.
No idea what to roll here but a basic attack or athletics check (same modifier) would be a 10 (rolled with Avrae). If there's any reason for him to have advantage, it's 11 (Was really hoping for a better result there. I just can't win with these rollers! lol). Wasn't going for damage but maybe it'll at least be momentarily distracting to set someone else up...? I hope it will at least splash him to make the line even slightly impactful. 🤣
Mazour pursed his lips in disappointment. His magics have had little to any effectiveness so far. So far. But they needed one alive. Unfortunately, this piece of shit needs to live. At least long enough to get answers. His purple eyes gained a silvery sheen as the power flowed through him.
"Grovel!" The words vibrated with power, pushing through the air toward Hookshank.
Initiative: 3 (Nat 1...yeah that checks out)
"Finally," Hutton mutters as he cracks his neck and rolls his shoulders.
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Hearing the tittering voice of Giggles brought back to the forefront childhood memories of the half-orc laughing in his infuriating way as he menaced her and the other Lambs she was trapped with. Instantly deciding to audible from her original plan, she pulled out two sai from her coat sleeves and charged towards the catwalk.
As she ran forward, she stabbed at the dog once without slowing her stride - dropping him without a second glance - before making her way onto the catwalk.
"It's been a while, remember me Giggles!?!" Redii shouted at the half-orc, goading him forward.
Zoldier’s Curse of the Crimson Throne: DM/ Redii || Zoldier's Strange Aeon's: DM
Zoldier's Curse of the Crimson Throne
Bloo, barking as wildly as he was, did not seem to hear the magically laced chant launched at him. Unfortunately for the mutt, he didn't notice Redii's sai either and dropped to the ground with a whimper a moment later.
At the same, Giggles looked around delightedly as his shirt seemed to magically catch on fire momentarily. "Oooohhhh, was that from you elf boy?" Giggles laughed, "That tickled, let me repay the favor!"
As he limped/ lumbered his way down the catwalk, Redii appeared at the base of the catwalk with her challenge. "Don't think so? But let's be friendssss!" Giggles tittered as he took the heavy flail in his hand and whipped it in Redii's direction as hard as he could. Telegraphing his move, Redii managed to dodge out of the way easily enough as flail whacked the catwalk, leaving a head-sized hole where it struck. "Oh, don't be shy!" Giggles laughed has his attack missed. Below, the shrieks of a few of the children could be heard.
Hutton & Maz are up!
DM Rolls:
Initiative Order:
Zoldier’s Curse of the Crimson Throne: DM/ Redii || Zoldier's Strange Aeon's: DM
Hutton begins to crouch to intercept Bloo just as Redii shoves past and stabs the poor mutt without hesitation.
He freezes, jaw hanging open as the dog collapses. A vein appears at one of the huge man's temples and his eyes flash. He stands back to his full height and clenches his fists. His head whips toward the commotion and nostrils flare for a split second before he sprints toward the clashing pair with alarming speed. As he nears the corner where the stairs meet the catwalk, a giant boot plants heavily on the filthy floor as he leaps with a roar and grabs at the leg of the chuckling interloper. He attempts to grapple him and if the psychotic clown falls off or through the rickety catwalk, all the better for Hutton to get his other hand on him.
Hutton's 6'7" and the catwalk is 10' above the floor. PBH says you can extend your arms half your height above yourself during a jump which is 9'10.5" along with even a few inches of a jump should be enough.
Grapple (Athletics): 9
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"Did you say... Giggles?
Mazour raised an eyebrow as Redii called the half orc by name. You must be kidding me. He motioned his hands and whispered a short mantra of the Lady. Above Giggles' head a ghostly bell appeared. A deep purple comet streaked across the bell as it rang out with a dead, hollow reverberation.
"Death is going to be a relief for you, after having... that... name," Mazour said flatly.
Toll the Dead - Wisdom Save dc14 for 7 points of dmg to Giggles.
Zoldier's Curse of the Crimson Throne
006 - Remember Me?!?
DM: Rolls:
Initiative Order:
Zoldier’s Curse of the Crimson Throne: DM/ Redii || Zoldier's Strange Aeon's: DM
Redii, laser-focused on Giggles in front of her, lunged at the half-orc as soon he became momentarily distracted by the the strange bell that was summoned; managing to stab him once with a sai under his armpit. As she lunged aggressively to stab him again, Giggles caught her wrist and stopped her. "Hehehe, we're supposed to take turns you know. Now it's my turn." he commented to her as he started to spin his flail around menacingly.
Zoldier’s Curse of the Crimson Throne: DM/ Redii || Zoldier's Strange Aeon's: DM
Despite the threats from Hookshanks, Brack keeps focus on Redii as she manages to land a solid blow onto the towering half-orc. He continues his chant, again missing a beat to lace the air with nauseous dissonance "Dorrooh seh gOH bahck!" though this time the jarring melody carries through the air towards the focus of everyone's attention.
Vicious Mockery: Wis Save DC14 or 3 Psychic Damage and Disadvantage on Next Attack Roll
Witnessing a similar mockery from Hutton's attempts to prove his physical prowess against Giggles, the dwarf pauses before the next verse and chastises the grown man, "Oh come on now 'utton. Are yeh all bluster or are yeh finally going to put yeh muscle where yeh mouth is!?"
Bardic Inspiration (1d6) to Hutton!!
Zoldier's Curse of the Crimson Throne
DM: Rolls:
Initiative Order:
Zoldier’s Curse of the Crimson Throne: DM/ Redii || Zoldier's Strange Aeon's: DM
Athletics to avoid being grappled: 11 (tie/success)
Shaking off the multitude of tiny hands, Hutton sighs at the futility of it all and looks back up to the catwalk above him. He leaps to grab the ledge and attempts to pull himself up.
Athletics to climb (movement): 24
Righting himself, he squares off against the half-orc in the corner and growls, "No more waiting, chum. As you say, it's play time," and he lunges at the man in an attempt to grapple him.
Athletics to grapple (action): 23
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Athletics - 7
Mazour bobbed and weaved his way between the children rolling away from their grasp. The angry mountain plowed straight through. Bully for him, I suppose. Not wanting to attack children, he looked for options. They are the symptom. Remove the problem. The Lambs clutched at him as he raised the reliquary. "And you shall know the end by the sounding of the bell."
The reliquary glimmered, bathed in purple light. Again the bell formed over Giggles. And as the spiraling comet symbol etched into it's side lit up, the bell rang.
Action- Toll the Dead 10 dmg Wisdom Save DC14 on Giggles
Bonus action- swatting away kids
Zoldier's Curse of the Crimson Throne
DM: Rolls:
Initiative Order:
Zoldier’s Curse of the Crimson Throne: DM/ Redii || Zoldier's Strange Aeon's: DM
Focusing mostly on Giggles, Brack catches Hookshanks out of the corner of his gaze wind up to toss the cleaver towards Hutton. Reflexively, he stomps his foot against the beat he's been keeping and immediately shouts "YISH!"
As if a momentary stutter in the fabric of the universe unfolded before the eyes of the halfling, a jolt of discordance races up his spine and assails his concentration with the uneven meter of the strange chant the dwarf had been making.
After the shuddering, Brack pauses before continuing his chant "....dahn YAHCK!" The chorus wafts through the air like a pleasant breeze, seemingly now in tune with some unseen rhythm from within one's own soul. The harmony of the notes washes over like a cascade upon Redii, lifting her spirits like that of the first sunlight after the last cold day of spring.
Reaction: Silvery Barbs against Hookshanks! Redii takes the advantage!
Zoldier's Curse of the Crimson Throne
The Old Fishery subtly shuddered for the briefest of moments as Brack's magic rewrote what was. The cleaver - once embedded deep within Hutton's back - was now instead coming to stillness on the ground behind the man. And what was once a triumphant shout from the gnome instead became another frustrated mutter as he pulled out another cleaver, "Stupid Giggles and stupid Lambs ruinin' my perfect throw and ruining my good night's sleep..."
DM: Rolls:
Initiative Order:
Zoldier’s Curse of the Crimson Throne: DM/ Redii || Zoldier's Strange Aeon's: DM
As Redii attempted to extricate herself from Giggles' grip, she felt a strange sensation course through her body followed by the momentary flash of a happy memory of Redii and her sister laughing uncontrollably. Gaining a surge of positive energy within her, Redii turned her gaze back to Giggles and smiled. "It's over Giggles," she said simply before using his hold of her arm as both support and leverage to leap into the air and kick out as hard as she could with both feet straight into the half-orcs face. Stunned and clearly in pain, Giggles released his hold on Redii's arm which allowed her to flip backwards and land back on the catwalk in a three-point stance. Then, without giving Giggles a chance to recover, she lunged forward and stabbed her sai straight into the side of Giggles' neck with all her might. With the human wall that was Hutton behind him, Giggles was unable to avoid the strike coughed up a glob of blood as the blow hit before crumpling to his knees. Laughing one last time as he looked up at Redii - coughing up more blood in the process - he eventually grew still and fell forward to hang limply in Hutton's arms. Pulling out her sai from his neck, Redii then gave the gnome a fierce look that clearly said "You're next"
Zoldier’s Curse of the Crimson Throne: DM/ Redii || Zoldier's Strange Aeon's: DM
Brack breathed a sigh of relief seeing the missile miss it's mark. Wiping the small grin off his face, he got back to he task at hand in helping the crew overcome the opposition. He picked up the hymn once again, though seemingly in better spirits now that the tides have seemed to turn, clapping and stomping along to his beat as he finished, "dahn sholl..." and flubbed the ancient verse, "... YEh!"
The rippling disharmony carried though the air, though this time to the senses of Hookshanks.
Vicious Mockery: Wis Save DC14 or1 Psychic Damage and Disadvantage on Next Attack Roll
Zoldier's Curse of the Crimson Throne
DM: Rolls:
Initiative Order:
Zoldier’s Curse of the Crimson Throne: DM/ Redii || Zoldier's Strange Aeon's: DM
Whirling around, Giggles' lifeless legs dangling as Hutton carries the half-orc's body with one mighty ham-sized fist wrapped around his bandolier, he charges down the catwalk toward his cowardly assailant.
"What kind of scum throws a knife at a man's back?" he rages as he bears down on the gnome. "It's over, little man. You're all washed up!"
With that, Hutton rears back and hurls the green corpse at Hookshanks in an attempt to knock him off the end of the catwalk and into the large vat of mystery liquid.
No idea what to roll here but a basic attack or athletics check (same modifier) would be a 10 (rolled with Avrae). If there's any reason for him to have advantage, it's 11 (Was really hoping for a better result there. I just can't win with these rollers! lol). Wasn't going for damage but maybe it'll at least be momentarily distracting to set someone else up...? I hope it will at least splash him to make the line even slightly impactful. 🤣
Hutton would end up within 5-10ft of Hookshanks.
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Mazour pursed his lips in disappointment. His magics have had little to any effectiveness so far. So far. But they needed one alive. Unfortunately, this piece of shit needs to live. At least long enough to get answers. His purple eyes gained a silvery sheen as the power flowed through him.
"Grovel!" The words vibrated with power, pushing through the air toward Hookshank.
Action- Command Spell on HookShank Will save 14
Zoldier's Curse of the Crimson Throne
007 - It's Play Time
DM: Rolls:
Initiative Order:
Zoldier’s Curse of the Crimson Throne: DM/ Redii || Zoldier's Strange Aeon's: DM