Lightning smashes into them before they can so much as aim their weapons, killing them instantly. The third guy looks on with horror as a bullet pounds into her flesh
:)
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Kestin let's out a low chuckle, looking around at the people surrounding them. 2 dead, 1 injured. Enough for a little test, if done correctly. He pulls out a bubbling vial, shaking it in a small circular motion, which causes it to change into a bitter green color. Looking towards the other half of the group, he throws the vial, the vial shattering against the ground. In a near instant the concoction explodes, letting out a burst of fire. Then, as chemicals mix on the ground, a gas starts lifting up into the air. Everyone within 5ft of the bomb (so technically a 15ft cube I think) needs to make a dex save or take 22 magical fire damage. Then they need to make constitution save at disadvantage or be poisoned.
Watching the gas spread, kestin laughs, "Say, you folk ever taste neurotoxin?"
Kestin let's out a low chuckle, looking around at the people surrounding them. 2 dead, 1 injured. Enough for a little test, if done correctly. He pulls out a bubbling vial, shaking it in a small circular motion, which causes it to change into a bitter green color. Looking towards the other half of the group, he throws the vial, the vial shattering against the ground. In a near instant the concoction explodes, letting out a burst of fire. Then, as chemicals mix on the ground, a gas starts lifting up into the air. Everyone within 5ft of the bomb (so technically a 15ft cube I think) needs to make a dex save or take 21 magical fire damage. Then they need to make constitution save at disadvantage or be poisoned.
Watching the gas spread, kestin laughs, "Say, you folk ever taste neurotoxin?"
Kestin let's out a low chuckle, looking around at the people surrounding them. 2 dead, 1 injured. Enough for a little test, if done correctly. He pulls out a bubbling vial, shaking it in a small circular motion, which causes it to change into a bitter green color. Looking towards the other half of the group, he throws the vial, the vial shattering against the ground. In a near instant the concoction explodes, letting out a burst of fire. Then, as chemicals mix on the ground, a gas starts lifting up into the air. Everyone within 5ft of the bomb (so technically a 15ft cube I think) needs to make a dex save or take 21 magical fire damage. Then they need to make constitution save at disadvantage or be poisoned.
Watching the gas spread, kestin laughs, "Say, you folk ever taste neurotoxin?"
They begin coughing and spluttering
Dex: 24 Con: 10
Dex: 22 Con: 11
Dex: 16 Con: 13
The last one fails their dex save, so take full damage. The others take half. They all fail their con saves and are now poisoned
Jan's eyes go wide as they appear to be caught right in the middle of...something? It's hard to gather your wits when you've been singed by magical fire. "GOD DAMMIT!" Comes the cry as Jan stands himself up. "Yer ever hear much about manners? If yer gonna attack, ya should at least 'ave a mind tuh tell us why!" The duregar throws off his cloak to reveal his stocky figure. He's covered in black leather armor with silver spikes, all except his right arm and leg, which are made of superbly crafted steel prosthetics. They move with the same eloquence and precision as normal limbs, though, as he lowers himself into a solid stance and pulls out a ball-peen hammer from his pocket. He tosses the hammer to his flesh hand, and his prosthetic hand begins to morph and change. Suddenly his hand is no longer there; it's been replaced by a pair of steels tongs. "Kids these days..." he mutters under his breath as he hammers and picks at something shimmering in the air as if he were hammering a near-invisible piece of armor on an invisible anvil. "At least they 'ad the sense tuh teach Moon some manners." Using the tongs to carefully layer it over his own armor, he hammers away bit by bit at a blurring speed until all of the leather is aglow with the shine of translucent, arcane metal.
*So basically he just gets up and activates his Arcane Armor. That's it, that's his turn lol*
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Kass uses his movement to get up, "I hope you all realize we may have just attacked guards." He sighs, "I'm going to get jailed just by the affiliation with you people aren't I?"
"Wait, these are guards?!" Jan, in his hurry to get his armor activated, neglected to actually take a look at who was attacking them. *Could Jan easily see who's attacking them or does that require another perception roll?*
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"Wait, these are guards?!" Jan, in his hurry to get his armor activated, neglected to actually take a look at who was attacking them. *Could Jan easily see who's attacking them or does that require another perception roll?*
He can use an action to Seek (I'll just let you have it free cuz you didn't really do much on your turn) to get details. They're all dressed in black bloc, making it hard to identify traits. Hoods and masks. They're carrying crossbows, an unusual weapon in a city where guns can be sourced easily, for some reason
Then he just takes the dodge action for now, trying to tell if the people attacking are just guards, and casts Zephyr Strike on himself
They obviously don't look like guards. They look kinda like the city's anarchist revolutionary cells, with the black bloc to hide their identities but it's hard to tell
Then he just takes the dodge action for now, trying to tell if the people attacking are just guards, and casts Zephyr Strike on himself
They obviously don't look like guards. They look kinda like the city's anarchist revolutionary cells, with the black bloc to hide their identities but it's hard to tell
He sighs, "Nevermind then. Looks like this is justified."
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The remaining assailants fire their crossbows at you, 1 at Dakota, 2 of the poisoned ones at Kestin and the last at Jan. I'm gonna see which of those hit before rolling damage etc
Dakota: 11
Kestin: 9, 18
Jan: 11
With a whine, bullets fire down from two unseen gunmen on the roof, exploding on impact
The remaining assailants fire their crossbows at you, 1 at Dakota, 2 of the poisoned ones at Kestin and the last at Jan. I'm gonna see which of those hit before rolling damage etc
Dakota: 15
Kestin: 17, 16
Jan: 18
With a whine, bullets fire down from two unseen gunmen on the roof, exploding on impact
At Dakota: 25
At Kass: 12
Dakota dodges the bolt but the bullet sinks into his shoulder
Both bolts hit Kestin (7 & 14 damage) another flies into Jan (6 damage), and you see why they're using such outdated weaponry. The bolts sprout withered black leaves and expand, trying to wrap round. Please can you make Dexterity saving throws? Disadvantage for Kestin, who was hit twice
The bullet clips Dakota, dealing 17 damage and opening a wound in their side. They'll take 1d4 damage at the start of their turns until they regain at least 1hp (or take an action to attempt a medicine check).
Kass uses his movement to get up, "I hope you all realize we may have just attacked guards." He sighs, "I'm going to get jailed just by the affiliation with you people aren't I?"
*How far are the crossbow men?*
“They attacked us first!” Dakota says, reloading his revolver, lightning crackling overhead.
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*alarics turn 😁*
Chilling kinda vibe.
:)
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"Oh crap."
Jan's Dex save! 8
And Initiative! 2
Kestin let's out a low chuckle, looking around at the people surrounding them. 2 dead, 1 injured. Enough for a little test, if done correctly. He pulls out a bubbling vial, shaking it in a small circular motion, which causes it to change into a bitter green color. Looking towards the other half of the group, he throws the vial, the vial shattering against the ground. In a near instant the concoction explodes, letting out a burst of fire. Then, as chemicals mix on the ground, a gas starts lifting up into the air. Everyone within 5ft of the bomb (so technically a 15ft cube I think) needs to make a dex save or take 22 magical fire damage. Then they need to make constitution save at disadvantage or be poisoned.
Watching the gas spread, kestin laughs, "Say, you folk ever taste neurotoxin?"
He's knocked prone and takes the full damage 😞 but he goes right after Kestin
Chilling kinda vibe.
They begin coughing and spluttering
Dex: 17 Con: 9
Dex: 18 Con: 8
Dex: 21 Con: 24
Chilling kinda vibe.
The last one fails their dex save, so take full damage. The others take half. They all fail their con saves and are now poisoned
Awesome sauce, they're spluttering from the fumes as Calo's turn begins 😁
Chilling kinda vibe.
Jan's eyes go wide as they appear to be caught right in the middle of...something? It's hard to gather your wits when you've been singed by magical fire. "GOD DAMMIT!" Comes the cry as Jan stands himself up. "Yer ever hear much about manners? If yer gonna attack, ya should at least 'ave a mind tuh tell us why!" The duregar throws off his cloak to reveal his stocky figure. He's covered in black leather armor with silver spikes, all except his right arm and leg, which are made of superbly crafted steel prosthetics. They move with the same eloquence and precision as normal limbs, though, as he lowers himself into a solid stance and pulls out a ball-peen hammer from his pocket. He tosses the hammer to his flesh hand, and his prosthetic hand begins to morph and change. Suddenly his hand is no longer there; it's been replaced by a pair of steels tongs. "Kids these days..." he mutters under his breath as he hammers and picks at something shimmering in the air as if he were hammering a near-invisible piece of armor on an invisible anvil. "At least they 'ad the sense tuh teach Moon some manners." Using the tongs to carefully layer it over his own armor, he hammers away bit by bit at a blurring speed until all of the leather is aglow with the shine of translucent, arcane metal.
*So basically he just gets up and activates his Arcane Armor. That's it, that's his turn lol*
Unfortunately for me, these guys rolled abysmally for initiative so Niko's 5 is the next turn 😭
Chilling kinda vibe.
Kass uses his movement to get up, "I hope you all realize we may have just attacked guards." He sighs, "I'm going to get jailed just by the affiliation with you people aren't I?"
*How far are the crossbow men?*
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*30ft*
Chilling kinda vibe.
"Wait, these are guards?!" Jan, in his hurry to get his armor activated, neglected to actually take a look at who was attacking them.
*Could Jan easily see who's attacking them or does that require another perception roll?*
Then he just takes the dodge action for now, trying to tell if the people attacking are just guards, and casts Zephyr Strike on himself
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He can use an action to Seek (I'll just let you have it free cuz you didn't really do much on your turn) to get details. They're all dressed in black bloc, making it hard to identify traits. Hoods and masks. They're carrying crossbows, an unusual weapon in a city where guns can be sourced easily, for some reason
Chilling kinda vibe.
They obviously don't look like guards. They look kinda like the city's anarchist revolutionary cells, with the black bloc to hide their identities but it's hard to tell
Chilling kinda vibe.
He sighs, "Nevermind then. Looks like this is justified."
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o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
The remaining assailants fire their crossbows at you, 1 at Dakota, 2 of the poisoned ones at Kestin and the last at Jan. I'm gonna see which of those hit before rolling damage etc
Dakota: 11
Kestin: 9, 18
Jan: 11
With a whine, bullets fire down from two unseen gunmen on the roof, exploding on impact
At Dakota: 24
At Kass: 10
Chilling kinda vibe.
Dakota dodges the bolt but the bullet sinks into his shoulder
Both bolts hit Kestin (7 & 14 damage) another flies into Jan (6 damage), and you see why they're using such outdated weaponry. The bolts sprout withered black leaves and expand, trying to wrap round. Please can you make Dexterity saving throws? Disadvantage for Kestin, who was hit twice
The bullet clips Dakota, dealing 17 damage and opening a wound in their side. They'll take 1d4 damage at the start of their turns until they regain at least 1hp (or take an action to attempt a medicine check).
Kass dodges the bullet on this one
Dakota's turn next!
Chilling kinda vibe.
“They attacked us first!” Dakota says, reloading his revolver, lightning crackling overhead.
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