Wilfred sploshes down in the room, tying the flannel around his place. He chuckles as the youngins play who smelled something worse. He stays toward the back, keeping vigilant. Making sure no one comes up behind.
As they walk, to Corlith he will say "Sorry you had to see that, but they guy had it coming. He needed to cool down as much as Roo' did. And you can't just let people walk all over you, gotta stand up for yourself and those you care about."
To Virro "What do you mean they are pretenders? Aren't most of the gods just pretenders anyways?"
"Oh, we're just heading straight in? Maybe I should be a bit closer.. nope, no room. Oh well, lets do this!" Wilfred will get his Glaive ready as the others rush in.
Reaction: Wilfred will attack anyone who comes into his range.
Ironmaiden doesn't need much convincing... Torture? That's a bad guy! She rushes forward to get within 30ft of old bucket head and brings out her light hammer, her gauntlet flares with fire which licks up the handle of the hammer and using her momentum she launches it toward the guy, (18 to hit, 4 bludgeoning) as the hammer connects ringing the guys helm like a bell, the flames in the Ironmaiden's palm flare once more and the light hammer returns to her hand as if it is possessed to do so.
Virro moves 10 feet to the south and casts chill touch at the two cultist figures. A skeletal hand flies forward, splits in two trying to attack both of them, but misses as Virro is distracted by a sudden slip of his footing in the water. He grits his teeth, “Dammit!” frustrated that if affected his aim.
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Corlith moves south through the sewage, so he can get a clearer view of what they were facing, knowing there was another adversary as Archie had clanged something with her hammer. Seeing the one with the bucket helm, he calls, "By the authority of the Flaming Fist, your lives are forfeit. Now freeze!".
With that he brings his hand forward and a ray of frost leaps from it towards the bucket helmed foe.
With that, he moves north again.
Movement: 10 feet South (using 20 feet of movement due to difficult terrain) Action: Cast Ray of Frost at Bucket helm: Attack: 4+7=11, Damage: 1 (on hit its speed is reduced by 10 feet until the start of my next turn) Movement: 5 feet North (using 10 feet of movement due to difficult terrain)
The man in the iron helm watched you all enter, but was torn between continuing f*cking with his prisoner or dealing with the likes of you as he was enjoying himself. He was just looking back towards his prisoner, trying to decide, when the flaming hammer rings his helmet hard.
Regripping the spear in his hand, he turns towards the party. He dodges the spell attacks as they come forth and charges at the Iron Maiden. He pounds down the stairs, spear raised at his shoulder, point glinting off the torchlight as it rushes towards Archie.
As the armored man crashes into the water, waves of the disgusting brew crash against the party and then he attacks.
Apparently, the water drastically slows down his trajectory, and he misses wildly. He then turns about and trudges back out of the water and turns back to the party.
The woman watches the battle start and pulls out her longbow. Moving 5' closer to the party, she notches an arrow, a bit clumsily, and fires at the closest target.
Firing it at the IronMaiden, the arrow strikes true, delivering 8 piercing damage to Archie.
"BAWK!" Roo squawks as suddenly they're in combat. He tries to spur Glory of Morning along, but the possum promptly rolls over onto its side and begins to float, playing dead in the water. "Sally forth you coward! SALLY FORTH! Oh for cluck's sake!"
He leaps from Glory of Morning's back and beats his way quickly across the water before hitting the raised area where the bucket headed doofus and his dominatrix are...are...well doing whatever the hell they're doing. As he hits the landing, he starts scurrying his way past their foes, getting behind both of them.
"Wilfred!" The chicken squawked admonishingly. "Wha! What are you doing over there! My goodness the battle is here! BAWK!"
Roo uses his action to Dashbehind the two targets.
Wilfred starts sloshing over "I'm coming, I'm coming. It's slippery... Whoa!" For a moment, it looks like Wilfred slipped. But then he turns and uses the momentum to bring the Glaive down hard on the bucket head.
Move: North of the IronMaiden. Action: Attack with Glaive. To Hit 13, Damage 11 Slashing.
As Ironmaiden takes an arrow to the shoulder she looks down and the smoke stack above her head billows with anger, "hey! Don't be an ass!" She tells as she raises a palm toward the woman who shot her and from it explodes a bolt of fire which strikes the woman hard in the chest (23 to hit, 8 fire damage) iron maiden then moves 5ft toward old bucket head granting Roo'stor the advantage of flanking.
Vitro’s mouth turns to an expression of hate and he spews “Die fool!” out of his mouth as two bells gong around the helmet headed cultist and his dominatrix. DC 13 wisdom save or 8 necrotic damage to one, 2 necrotic damage to the other.
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Corlith moves to get a clearer view of the combat, spotting his allies now engaged with the two foes.
"Strike hard and strike true, and strike now Roo! Show that bucket helmeted villain the might of our authority", he calls out after he takes an orb from his pouch. He channels his power through it, weaving magic it into his words. Roo, Reed and Wilfred are enhanced by its effects, and Roo is empowered to strike if he so chooses.
Movement: 5 feet south (using 10 feet of movement) Action: Cast Bless on Roo, Reed and Wilfred - uses Voice of Authority on Roo (see spoiler)
If you cast a spell with a spell slot of 1st level or higher and target an ally with the spell, that ally can use their reaction immediately after the spell to make one weapon attack against a creature of your choice that you can see.
The fire bolt streaks through the room, and Roo's eyes focus directly on it. His soaking wet feathers stand on end as the light of the flame shimmers in his eyes...and suddenly he has a realization.
"BY THE LIGHT OF GALLUS." He says, his chest puffing up. "IT IS AS THOUGH THE LIGHT OF THE SUN HIMSELF SHINES UP US! I HAVE NOTHING TO FEAR FROM THE IRONMAIDEN!"
He spins on his heels as Corlith moves into position and blesses him, and feeling invigored, he goes on the attack.
"DIE YOU CLUCKING SWINE! YOU SUBGALLIAN SWAMP PROGENY! HAVE AT YOU!"
He comes flying off the floor, slashing his shortsword at buckethead...
The man with the iron helm, reaches up to his shoulder and pulls out the arrow, looking around for the one that hit him, but Reed eludes him.
He watches without comment as the crazy rooster slides his way between himself and the other follower, briefly looking at her to see her reaction, but looks back just in time to dodge the glaive that Wilfred attempted to swing at him.
As the bells ring around him, he shakes them off quickly, just in time to avoid the shortsword that suddenly appeared in the roosters hand? Wing? Lol
He raises his spear and jabs it at the chicken, making a direct hit in his breast (6 dam). He then finally speaks, “Attack. Now.”
The woman, still feeling the attack from the Iron Maiden, smiles and turns to Archie, moving towards him 5 feet, “With pleasure.” and swings her mace at her, solidly hitting Archie over the head (8 dam)
Busy with the rooster, iron helm does not see the arrow come flying again and is hit solidly.
Realizing belatedly that the iron helm was talking about taking out the annoying rooster first, the woman changes tactics and swings her mace at the fowl, hitting it across a wing (4 dam)
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"BAWK!" Roo' squawked as he was hit with a spear in the chest, and then again with the mace in the wing. He staggers, readjusts himself, and looks thoroughly pissed off before going after the ironhelmed freakshow. "You motherclucker I'm gonna knock your *#)# in the dirt!"
He leaps up off the ground and hits the ironhelmed attacker in the chest with both feet, trying to knock him flat.
"Do it Wilfred! No half measures! Kill him! Kill him kill him BAGOCK!"
Athletics w/ Advantage to Prone Ironhelm:22
He turns his attention toward the domineering lady and sneers.
Wilfred smiles as Roo' knocks down the big guy. "Good job buddy!" Wilfred moves forward as he slams down with the Glaive. He feels whatever magic Corlith cast help guide his aim. Huh, guess the gods might be good for something after all. "I need to teach you all how to play golf. FORE!" Swinging his glaive around, he moves and swings the butt at bucket heads' bucket, ringing it real well, not quite as loud as Virro's bell.
Move: Forward one, just above IronMaiden. Attack: Glaive To Hit 5+6+4=15 Damage 7+4=11 Bonus Action: Glaive To Hit 20+6+4=30 Damage 1+3+4=8
Ironmaiden reels from the mace attack to her head, as she regains stance she looks like shit, cracks firming along the joints of her armour and flame sprouting from within, but it's not hot enough.
Producing a globule of molten metal in her palm the ironmaiden smothers it over a large crack in her visor, the Molten metal fills in the crack and cools tightening the visor together and healing the Ironmaiden up.
(Cure wounds, 10hp)
She then readies her light hammer in preparation for the next bout with either Buckethead or the Dom.
Virro steps forward and points his hand at the helmet head and Dom again, a skeletal hand shoots out of the glove and attaches itself to both of them as necrotic force flows into their body. “Drop and die!” Virro says as he walks forward through the muck, moving 10 feet to the west, to stand beside Reed.
Chill touch : to Dom, 19 to hit, for 5 points of necrotic damage.
Chill touch : to Helm head : 21 points to hit, 7 points of necrotic damage.
Neither can regain hit points this round as a skeletal hand grasps their shoulders.
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Wilfred sploshes down in the room, tying the flannel around his place. He chuckles as the youngins play who smelled something worse. He stays toward the back, keeping vigilant. Making sure no one comes up behind.
As they walk, to Corlith he will say "Sorry you had to see that, but they guy had it coming. He needed to cool down as much as Roo' did. And you can't just let people walk all over you, gotta stand up for yourself and those you care about."
To Virro "What do you mean they are pretenders? Aren't most of the gods just pretenders anyways?"
"Oh, we're just heading straight in? Maybe I should be a bit closer.. nope, no room. Oh well, lets do this!" Wilfred will get his Glaive ready as the others rush in.
Reaction: Wilfred will attack anyone who comes into his range.
Ironmaiden doesn't need much convincing... Torture? That's a bad guy! She rushes forward to get within 30ft of old bucket head and brings out her light hammer, her gauntlet flares with fire which licks up the handle of the hammer and using her momentum she launches it toward the guy, (18 to hit, 4 bludgeoning) as the hammer connects ringing the guys helm like a bell, the flames in the Ironmaiden's palm flare once more and the light hammer returns to her hand as if it is possessed to do so.
Virro moves 10 feet to the south and casts chill touch at the two cultist figures. A skeletal hand flies forward, splits in two trying to attack both of them, but misses as Virro is distracted by a sudden slip of his footing in the water. He grits his teeth, “Dammit!” frustrated that if affected his aim.
A wizard is never late, nor is he early, he arrives precisely when he means to.
Corlith moves south through the sewage, so he can get a clearer view of what they were facing, knowing there was another adversary as Archie had clanged something with her hammer. Seeing the one with the bucket helm, he calls, "By the authority of the Flaming Fist, your lives are forfeit. Now freeze!".
With that he brings his hand forward and a ray of frost leaps from it towards the bucket helmed foe.
With that, he moves north again.
Movement: 10 feet South (using 20 feet of movement due to difficult terrain)
Action: Cast Ray of Frost at Bucket helm: Attack: 4+7=11, Damage: 1 (on hit its speed is reduced by 10 feet until the start of my next turn)
Movement: 5 feet North (using 10 feet of movement due to difficult terrain)
The man in the iron helm watched you all enter, but was torn between continuing f*cking with his prisoner or dealing with the likes of you as he was enjoying himself. He was just looking back towards his prisoner, trying to decide, when the flaming hammer rings his helmet hard.
Regripping the spear in his hand, he turns towards the party. He dodges the spell attacks as they come forth and charges at the Iron Maiden. He pounds down the stairs, spear raised at his shoulder, point glinting off the torchlight as it rushes towards Archie.
As the armored man crashes into the water, waves of the disgusting brew crash against the party and then he attacks.
Apparently, the water drastically slows down his trajectory, and he misses wildly. He then turns about and trudges back out of the water and turns back to the party.
Reed crinkles his nose at the sloshing foul water.
”This will be a lot easier on everyone if you just give up now,” Reed calls to the armoured helmet head enemy.
As he does he moves through the water, positioning himself by the closest pillar, quickly nocking an arrow and letting it fly at helmet head.
Even before he sees if it hits or not he slips in behind the pillar, using it and Ironmaiden’s bulk to hide from view.
Reed almost slips when he starts to hide, but his natural good fortune kicks in and he regains his balance in time to hide.
Short bow attack: (20+6) = 26 for 12 damage.
Bonus Action - Cunning Action to Hide - Stealth: (9+8)=17 (after using Halfling Lucky after the 1)
The woman watches the battle start and pulls out her longbow. Moving 5' closer to the party, she notches an arrow, a bit clumsily, and fires at the closest target.
Firing it at the IronMaiden, the arrow strikes true, delivering 8 piercing damage to Archie.
"BAWK!" Roo squawks as suddenly they're in combat. He tries to spur Glory of Morning along, but the possum promptly rolls over onto its side and begins to float, playing dead in the water. "Sally forth you coward! SALLY FORTH! Oh for cluck's sake!"
He leaps from Glory of Morning's back and beats his way quickly across the water before hitting the raised area where the bucket headed doofus and his dominatrix are...are...well doing whatever the hell they're doing. As he hits the landing, he starts scurrying his way past their foes, getting behind both of them.
"Wilfred!" The chicken squawked admonishingly. "Wha! What are you doing over there! My goodness the battle is here! BAWK!"
Roo uses his action to Dash behind the two targets.
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Wilfred starts sloshing over "I'm coming, I'm coming. It's slippery... Whoa!" For a moment, it looks like Wilfred slipped. But then he turns and uses the momentum to bring the Glaive down hard on the bucket head.
Move: North of the IronMaiden.
Action: Attack with Glaive. To Hit 13, Damage 11 Slashing.
As Ironmaiden takes an arrow to the shoulder she looks down and the smoke stack above her head billows with anger, "hey! Don't be an ass!" She tells as she raises a palm toward the woman who shot her and from it explodes a bolt of fire which strikes the woman hard in the chest (23 to hit, 8 fire damage) iron maiden then moves 5ft toward old bucket head granting Roo'stor the advantage of flanking.
Vitro’s mouth turns to an expression of hate and he spews “Die fool!” out of his mouth as two bells gong around the helmet headed cultist and his dominatrix. DC 13 wisdom save or 8 necrotic damage to one, 2 necrotic damage to the other.
A wizard is never late, nor is he early, he arrives precisely when he means to.
Corlith moves to get a clearer view of the combat, spotting his allies now engaged with the two foes.
"Strike hard and strike true, and strike now Roo! Show that bucket helmeted villain the might of our authority", he calls out after he takes an orb from his pouch. He channels his power through it, weaving magic it into his words. Roo, Reed and Wilfred are enhanced by its effects, and Roo is empowered to strike if he so chooses.
Movement: 5 feet south (using 10 feet of movement)
Action: Cast Bless on Roo, Reed and Wilfred - uses Voice of Authority on Roo (see spoiler)
If you cast a spell with a spell slot of 1st level or higher and target an ally with the spell, that ally can use their reaction immediately after the spell to make one weapon attack against a creature of your choice that you can see.
Special: Concentration Bless - Round 1 /10
The fire bolt streaks through the room, and Roo's eyes focus directly on it. His soaking wet feathers stand on end as the light of the flame shimmers in his eyes...and suddenly he has a realization.
"BY THE LIGHT OF GALLUS." He says, his chest puffing up. "IT IS AS THOUGH THE LIGHT OF THE SUN HIMSELF SHINES UP US! I HAVE NOTHING TO FEAR FROM THE IRONMAIDEN!"
He spins on his heels as Corlith moves into position and blesses him, and feeling invigored, he goes on the attack.
"DIE YOU CLUCKING SWINE! YOU SUBGALLIAN SWAMP PROGENY! HAVE AT YOU!"
He comes flying off the floor, slashing his shortsword at buckethead...
Reaction: Attack w/ Advantage and Bless: Attack: 8 Damage: 9
w/ Bless: 2
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The man with the iron helm, reaches up to his shoulder and pulls out the arrow, looking around for the one that hit him, but Reed eludes him.
He watches without comment as the crazy rooster slides his way between himself and the other follower, briefly looking at her to see her reaction, but looks back just in time to dodge the glaive that Wilfred attempted to swing at him.
As the bells ring around him, he shakes them off quickly, just in time to avoid the shortsword that suddenly appeared in the roosters hand? Wing? Lol
He raises his spear and jabs it at the chicken, making a direct hit in his breast (6 dam). He then finally speaks, “Attack. Now.”
The woman, still feeling the attack from the Iron Maiden, smiles and turns to Archie, moving towards him 5 feet, “With pleasure.” and swings her mace at her, solidly hitting Archie over the head (8 dam)
Reed takes a breath and sets another arrow ready to fly before he peeks back around the pillar.
Seeing the tin can headed one distracted by Roo', he aims at him again and lets his arrow fly.
Action: Shortbow - To Hit (7+6) = 13 + Bless of 4 for 7 damage + 5 sneak attack for 12 piercing
Reed then slips back behind the pillar.
Bonus Action: Cunning Action - Stealth (17+8) = 25
Busy with the rooster, iron helm does not see the arrow come flying again and is hit solidly.
Realizing belatedly that the iron helm was talking about taking out the annoying rooster first, the woman changes tactics and swings her mace at the fowl, hitting it across a wing (4 dam)
"BAWK!" Roo' squawked as he was hit with a spear in the chest, and then again with the mace in the wing. He staggers, readjusts himself, and looks thoroughly pissed off before going after the ironhelmed freakshow. "You motherclucker I'm gonna knock your *#)# in the dirt!"
He leaps up off the ground and hits the ironhelmed attacker in the chest with both feet, trying to knock him flat.
"Do it Wilfred! No half measures! Kill him! Kill him kill him BAGOCK!"
Athletics w/ Advantage to Prone Ironhelm: 22
He turns his attention toward the domineering lady and sneers.
"I've been pecked harder while fertilizing eggs!"
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Wilfred smiles as Roo' knocks down the big guy. "Good job buddy!" Wilfred moves forward as he slams down with the Glaive. He feels whatever magic Corlith cast help guide his aim. Huh, guess the gods might be good for something after all. "I need to teach you all how to play golf. FORE!" Swinging his glaive around, he moves and swings the butt at bucket heads' bucket, ringing it real well, not quite as loud as Virro's bell.
Move: Forward one, just above IronMaiden.
Attack: Glaive To Hit 5+6+4=15 Damage 7+4=11
Bonus Action: Glaive To Hit 20+6+4=30 Damage 1+3+4=8
Ironmaiden reels from the mace attack to her head, as she regains stance she looks like shit, cracks firming along the joints of her armour and flame sprouting from within, but it's not hot enough.
Producing a globule of molten metal in her palm the ironmaiden smothers it over a large crack in her visor, the Molten metal fills in the crack and cools tightening the visor together and healing the Ironmaiden up.
(Cure wounds, 10hp)
She then readies her light hammer in preparation for the next bout with either Buckethead or the Dom.
Virro steps forward and points his hand at the helmet head and Dom again, a skeletal hand shoots out of the glove and attaches itself to both of them as necrotic force flows into their body. “Drop and die!” Virro says as he walks forward through the muck, moving 10 feet to the west, to stand beside Reed.
Chill touch : to Dom, 19 to hit, for 5 points of necrotic damage.
Chill touch : to Helm head : 21 points to hit, 7 points of necrotic damage.
Neither can regain hit points this round as a skeletal hand grasps their shoulders.
A wizard is never late, nor is he early, he arrives precisely when he means to.