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Zaxx ensures Mr Skittles is safely tucked away and then leaps towards the round table to his left. With a heave he attempts to tip it over as cover, and then with a gesture and arcane utterance he sweeps his is arm and three more magical darts appear beside him.
"DIE! DIE! DIE!" he yells at the bolstered bugbear.
[OOC: Flip the table [Strength check:1] . And another 3 Magic Missiles at Groll. Damage: 2, 3, 5.]
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Groll continues to weather the siege of steel, "HAAAAAAAAA, Fools the power of Maglubiyet courses through me!" Kargan, Breccha, and Titus all fail to find a breach in the monsters defense.
Then a clatter of wooden furniture as Zaxx moves forward, tips the table and from makeshift cover, fires his missiles again at the Goblin King. Who screams in anger and then in pain as three more arcane bolts slam into his body. "I'll save you for last book worm!" Groll howls as his red eyes flick over to Zaxx.
Then the aged Bugbear King swings his smoldering club again at the elven ranger.
Groll Attack: 10 Damage: 12
Kryinor and the Gray Worg snarl and snap and tear and bite, a blur of fur and blood! The Druid/Wolf again manages to rip a sizable chunk of his opponent free.
Worg 1 STR Sv DC 13: 12
In turn the Worg attacks.
Worg Attack: 14 Damage: 11
Graymane rips Kryinors flesh in return, thick hot blood on the stone flags.
Eedim keeps his weight on the chair jamming the Door.
Eedim STR Sv: 19
But the combined strength and weight of the Hobgoblins is too much. The door swings in and two more green skinned combatants enter the fray!
With a soldiers sense of duty and burden Titus again readies his bow and looses at the bugbear. "Corellon's will be done! I will see this day victorious!"
Zaxx, crouching behind the overturned table, looks to his left as the hobgoblins burst through the door.
"Oh, bugger," he sighs. "Eedim! Get back!"
Zaxx strides towards the door, claps his hands together and calls the thunder.
[OOC: Zaxx casts Thunderwave as a 2nd level spell at the two hobbies. Spell sculpting will protect Eedim and possibly Kryinor (Zaxx will adjust his position as best he can so no-one else is in the 15' area of effect around him). Damage: H1: 13, H2: 15 (CON 13 save for half damage. On a failed save, full damage and also pushed away 10').
Note that Thunderwave creates a thunderous boom audible out to 300'!]
The wild cacophony of battle springs suddenly to full volume and the movement, breathing and struggles of all combatants strain the ears of all in the room. The fight with the worg proving at last too much for the busy mind of the young druid, his concealing spell shattering.
Two axes and a cloth yard shaft prove too much, the eerie club moving with blinding speed intercepts some but not all attacks. With a great cry and rasping of breath the great King of the Goblins of Cragmaw falls. His old scarred body slumps back onto the makeshift throne, shield and mace clatter to the floor. Kargan, Titus, and Breccha stand over his corpse breathing heavy.
The King is dead, long may he stay that way...
The ferocious battle of the Demon wolves continues. Kryinor's Direwolf snout moving awkwardly and strange garbled barks and howls ring out as he tries to speak two legged words.
The Worg snarls and emits a triumphant laugh, "Now young pup you'll learn why I am old and gray!" It leaps upon Kryinor's prone form.
Worg 1 Attack: 25 Damage: 14
Critcal Damage add: 7
The Worg lands heavily on the Direwolf and inflicts horrendous wounds, savaging Kryinor with murderous glee!
Zaxx calls to his Gnome companion to clear the way and thunder rings out as he claps his hands together.
Hobgoblin 1 CON Sv DC 13: 3
Hobgoblin 2 CON Sv DC 13: 14
One of the Hobgoblins is flung back and smashes against the thunder shook walls of the ruined castle. Its slumps to the flags and lies still blood weeping from its eyes, nose, ears, and mouth. The other stands its ground but the blood drains from its face, the concussive force of the spell weakening it with pain.
Eedim steps in and swings his axe at the remaining Hob.
Eedim Attack: 18Damage: 5
The head of the axe sinks into its breast bone and the light goes from its yellow eyes.
OOC: Ignore the dodgy dice claim. The editing has triggered something on DnD Beyond sigh... I wish you could see the results of the rolls before saving the post. Would make life a lot easier for DM posts.
Only the Worg left now. Some Druids were harmed in the making of this post....Sorry Kryionr!
Don't pay too much attention to the actual dice results, the words record the actual results, they keep changing every time I edit this post, grrrrr
This post has potentially manipulated dice roll results.
The worgs attack causes fatal injuries to Kryinor's direwolf form the howls chilling as the life blood leaves the great wolf. Tearing him back into his half-elven form, a nasty gash running up his left leg evidence that the worgs attack will leave a lasting scar.
Emotions Check : 5 to pass :12
Kryinor shrugs off the chilling reminder of mortality, rolls to the side and stands up before the great beast extending his arm.
"I'm not dead yet, foul beast! FRIGIORA MORDENT!'
OOC: CON SAVE DC: 13 - pass = no effect /Fail = 4 Damage + disadvantage on next attack.
As the worg falls Kryinors shoulders slump ‘May you find peace in death...’ he then spins on his heel ‘Gundren....‘ he moves over to the prone dwarf and checks his injuries.
Kryinor moves to Gundren's still form. Checking his body the young druid sees the shallow rise and fall of his chest as the dwarf breaths. He bears marks of mistreatment and has parched lips.
Gundren is unconscious but there is still a lot of life left in the old dwarf.
Kargan slowly, carefully, reverently takes the banner of his hold, shakes the dust off of it and folds it before placing is in his pack. Time and war may have faded the the standard of the Thane's Guard but it seemed to shine in the dwarven warriors eyes.
During this great moment Titus makes sure the second door to the makeshift throne room is secured by jamming some wood into the gap betwixt floor and portal.
Eedim Looks at his fellow ranger and smile evilly, "I heard someone say summit about taking a head when it was not longer needed."
Some where in the distance inside the ruined structure a crude alarm begins a-clanging.
Kryinor frowns as he crouches down and inspects the Dwarves wounds, making a mental note of each and every one, knowing that dwarves are a stubborn lot and this will likely be his only chance to get a good look at them, for any signs of infection. Any that look suspicious he will apply healing herbs to before wrapping them with clean bandages from his pack. As he starts to clean the wounds, he looks to Kargan and smiles. "He will live, it is clear that his hosts were quite rough with him. But he is as tough as the stone he was born from. A couple of days rest and he should make a full recovery as long as none of these wounds get infected, goblins are a putrid lot." Then he will go back to cleaning the wounds.
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Brecchas rage builds to frenzy - his attacks seem to come faster and faster:
attack1: 7
damage1: 13
attack2: 9
damage2: 12
Zaxx ensures Mr Skittles is safely tucked away and then leaps towards the round table to his left. With a heave he attempts to tip it over as cover, and then with a gesture and arcane utterance he sweeps his is arm and three more magical darts appear beside him.
"DIE! DIE! DIE!" he yells at the bolstered bugbear.
[OOC: Flip the table [Strength check:1] . And another 3 Magic Missiles at Groll. Damage: 2, 3, 5.]
Groll continues to weather the siege of steel, "HAAAAAAAAA, Fools the power of Maglubiyet courses through me!" Kargan, Breccha, and Titus all fail to find a breach in the monsters defense.
Then a clatter of wooden furniture as Zaxx moves forward, tips the table and from makeshift cover, fires his missiles again at the Goblin King. Who screams in anger and then in pain as three more arcane bolts slam into his body. "I'll save you for last book worm!" Groll howls as his red eyes flick over to Zaxx.
Then the aged Bugbear King swings his smoldering club again at the elven ranger.
Groll Attack: 10 Damage: 12
Kryinor and the Gray Worg snarl and snap and tear and bite, a blur of fur and blood! The Druid/Wolf again manages to rip a sizable chunk of his opponent free.
Worg 1 STR Sv DC 13: 12
In turn the Worg attacks.
Worg Attack: 14 Damage: 11
Graymane rips Kryinors flesh in return, thick hot blood on the stone flags.
Eedim keeps his weight on the chair jamming the Door.
Eedim STR Sv: 19
But the combined strength and weight of the Hobgoblins is too much. The door swings in and two more green skinned combatants enter the fray!
They shout, "The King, the King is ambushed!"
"I can do this all day long ye butt faced, dung munchin', gas bag !"
att 23
dmg 6
extra damage dice for critical 4
With a soldiers sense of duty and burden Titus again readies his bow and looses at the bugbear. "Corellon's will be done! I will see this day victorious!"
Att with the black bow: Attack: 15 Damage: 14 + 6
STR Sv DC 13: 18
"HAAAAWOOOO! "
Kryinor trips on the growing pool of blood on the floor, he presses his attack from the floor biting at the worgs legs.
Attack: 18 Damage: 6
OOC: no STR check required for worg
Con Check DC 10: 9
Con Check DC 10: 3
"Beware friends my spell is undone, the castles inhabitants will be upon us soon." As he gets back to his feet ready for the worgs next attack.
A whirl of fury (hopefully more accurate!) and still forgetting the longsword in his rage...
attack 1: 25
damage 1: 11
attack 2 23
damage 2: 17
Zaxx, crouching behind the overturned table, looks to his left as the hobgoblins burst through the door.
"Oh, bugger," he sighs. "Eedim! Get back!"
Zaxx strides towards the door, claps his hands together and calls the thunder.
[OOC: Zaxx casts Thunderwave as a 2nd level spell at the two hobbies. Spell sculpting will protect Eedim and possibly Kryinor (Zaxx will adjust his position as best he can so no-one else is in the 15' area of effect around him). Damage: H1: 13, H2: 15 (CON 13 save for half damage. On a failed save, full damage and also pushed away 10').
Note that Thunderwave creates a thunderous boom audible out to 300'!]
The wild cacophony of battle springs suddenly to full volume and the movement, breathing and struggles of all combatants strain the ears of all in the room. The fight with the worg proving at last too much for the busy mind of the young druid, his concealing spell shattering.
Two axes and a cloth yard shaft prove too much, the eerie club moving with blinding speed intercepts some but not all attacks. With a great cry and rasping of breath the great King of the Goblins of Cragmaw falls. His old scarred body slumps back onto the makeshift throne, shield and mace clatter to the floor. Kargan, Titus, and Breccha stand over his corpse breathing heavy.
The King is dead, long may he stay that way...
The ferocious battle of the Demon wolves continues. Kryinor's Direwolf snout moving awkwardly and strange garbled barks and howls ring out as he tries to speak two legged words.
The Worg snarls and emits a triumphant laugh, "Now young pup you'll learn why I am old and gray!" It leaps upon Kryinor's prone form.
Worg 1 Attack: 25 Damage: 14
Critcal Damage add: 7
The Worg lands heavily on the Direwolf and inflicts horrendous wounds, savaging Kryinor with murderous glee!
Zaxx calls to his Gnome companion to clear the way and thunder rings out as he claps his hands together.
Hobgoblin 1 CON Sv DC 13: 3
Hobgoblin 2 CON Sv DC 13: 14
One of the Hobgoblins is flung back and smashes against the thunder shook walls of the ruined castle. Its slumps to the flags and lies still blood weeping from its eyes, nose, ears, and mouth. The other stands its ground but the blood drains from its face, the concussive force of the spell weakening it with pain.
Eedim steps in and swings his axe at the remaining Hob.
Eedim Attack: 18Damage: 5
The head of the axe sinks into its breast bone and the light goes from its yellow eyes.
OOC: Ignore the dodgy dice claim. The editing has triggered something on DnD Beyond sigh... I wish you could see the results of the rolls before saving the post. Would make life a lot easier for DM posts.
Only the Worg left now. Some Druids were harmed in the making of this post....Sorry Kryionr!
Don't pay too much attention to the actual dice results, the words record the actual results, they keep changing every time I edit this post, grrrrr
"Gǟthǫl Džörn is avenged!! Now its your turn yer mangy mutt!"
I turn and attack the dire wolf
att: 13
dmg: 7
"Corellan's will be done, that foul bastard took some effort! Wells done lads!"
Seeing the worg savaging Kryinor, Titus transfers hunters mark to the worg and looses an arrow
Attack: 21 Damage: 6 + 4
Zaxx pauses, looks at Eedim, nods and makes a gesture signifying the brotherly bonds of combat.
The worgs attack causes fatal injuries to Kryinor's direwolf form the howls chilling as the life blood leaves the great wolf. Tearing him back into his half-elven form, a nasty gash running up his left leg evidence that the worgs attack will leave a lasting scar.
Emotions Check : 5 to pass :12
Kryinor shrugs off the chilling reminder of mortality, rolls to the side and stands up before the great beast extending his arm.
"I'm not dead yet, foul beast! FRIGIORA MORDENT!'
OOC: CON SAVE DC: 13 - pass = no effect /Fail = 4 Damage + disadvantage on next attack.
The last Worg is dispatched, a chill white rime of frost highlighting its blood soaked fur. The room seems suddenly very quiet.
Eedim slams the door shut again, "...and stay shut!" he yells at it. Then he begins pilling furniture in front of it.
He looks a Zaxx and smiles, "Ur perrdy handy for a Weerzeerd."
The gnome looks at the mess of blood near the throne, shakes his head and grunts "Bad Dog."
For the time being all seems still, but surely enemies can't be far off...
OOC: Nice work adventurers! That was a tough one.
"Now that's a fine thing!"
Figuring that the druid and Dwarve will be tending to Gundren, Titus starts chocking the second door to bar it.
As the worg falls Kryinors shoulders slump ‘May you find peace in death...’ he then spins on his heel ‘Gundren....‘ he moves over to the prone dwarf and checks his injuries.
Medicine check: 18
While Kriynor treats Gundren, I will carefully take down the banner of Gǟthǫl Džörn, clean it as best I can, fold it and store it in my pack.
"How is Gundren lad?"
Kryinor moves to Gundren's still form. Checking his body the young druid sees the shallow rise and fall of his chest as the dwarf breaths. He bears marks of mistreatment and has parched lips.
Gundren is unconscious but there is still a lot of life left in the old dwarf.
Kargan slowly, carefully, reverently takes the banner of his hold, shakes the dust off of it and folds it before placing is in his pack. Time and war may have faded the the standard of the Thane's Guard but it seemed to shine in the dwarven warriors eyes.
During this great moment Titus makes sure the second door to the makeshift throne room is secured by jamming some wood into the gap betwixt floor and portal.
Eedim Looks at his fellow ranger and smile evilly, "I heard someone say summit about taking a head when it was not longer needed."
Some where in the distance inside the ruined structure a crude alarm begins a-clanging.
Kryinor frowns as he crouches down and inspects the Dwarves wounds, making a mental note of each and every one, knowing that dwarves are a stubborn lot and this will likely be his only chance to get a good look at them, for any signs of infection. Any that look suspicious he will apply healing herbs to before wrapping them with clean bandages from his pack. As he starts to clean the wounds, he looks to Kargan and smiles. "He will live, it is clear that his hosts were quite rough with him. But he is as tough as the stone he was born from. A couple of days rest and he should make a full recovery as long as none of these wounds get infected, goblins are a putrid lot." Then he will go back to cleaning the wounds.