Following the massive red dragonborn into the raging battle beyond the impressively resilient door, the blonde innocent looking girl quickly assesses the chaotic scene before her and quickly decides that those battling the followers of the evil queen of dragons might well be further additions to the allies she will need to complete her holy quest. Realizing the forces of evil seemingly have the upper hand she decides to turn the tide of the battle, calling upon the divine might of her goddess to appear in a radiant splendour that would strike the forces of evil with pure awe.
(Cast Hypnotic pattern on the three cultists in front of her, wis save 16 or charmed and incapaciteted, flavoured as them being awestruck by her divine radiant presence as she enters the chamber.)
The blonde girl then calls upon the divine healing light of the Moonmaiden to revive the fallen hero.
(Bonus action to use healing light on Ixsas, 1d6 for: 5 hp healed)
The nearly eight-foot titan comes barging through the shattered wreckage of the door that corralled him for so long. The moment his gaze falls upon the cultists of the Dragon Queen, he bellows with rage, a maw filled with jagged teeth and smoke exploding with a roar. The individuals they are engaged in combat with barely exist - he has only eyes for his enemies.
In his eyes, these are the ones who took him captive, the ones who inflicted such cruelties upon him as an infant, the ones whose poisonous faith threatens the world. Every head of Tiamat must be felled, and every one of her followers who do not repent must be struck down.
"BAHAMUT! SEE ME!" Thraxinthos Vargharion growls viciously, boiling over with fury. "SEE ME NOW!"
The shirtless red dragonborn hurtles forward, jumping into the air. His axe catches the light erupting from Seraphina's dazzling spells along its fearsome blade, and he brings the gleaming weapon crashing down on the skull of the cultist nearest him.
MOVEMENT: 5ft to engage Blue Cultist in melee combat. BONUS ACTION: Rage ! ACTION: Attack with Greataxe. To hit: 10 Damage: 27 Extra attack. To hit: 19 Damage: 21 OTHER: Reckless attack gives advantage on melee attacks. Great Weapon Master is -5 to attack, and + 10 to damage. If Blue dies or Thrax rolls a critical, he gains a free melee attack from GWM. To hit: 14 Damage: 21
(The green drake is doing nothing but sitting a bit outside the door guard?)
Seeing Krackle fall Zeds is sorely tempted to disengage and make a run for it... But leave Krackle? Krackle has been there since the very beginning of this craziness. As much as his selfish nature screams to leave him, Zeds just can't. Instead he continues attacking the scum in front of him, hoping by some hope that he can take them down and save the crazy little kobold... And even as attacking he can't help but wonder who is listening to his hopes as things do seem to be taking a turn for the better.
Shortsword vs Pink Cultist: 23 to hit for 8 piercing damage BA Shortsword vs Yellow Cultist: 22to hit for 7piercing damage Sneak Attack damage of 10additional points of damage on the first hit.
"DEATH TO TIAMAT!" Thrax howls, the axe-head cleaving directly through the first cultist's head, down through his spine. Blood gouts out in an explosion, splattering the dragonborn's face in viscera. "DEAAAATHHH!"
Thrax pulls his axe free, and reaches in to the ruined space with his claws, tearing the cultist's corpse in two from the sheer might he feels surging through his veins. Fuelled by bestial wrath, his already colossal muscles have swelled only further. He strides through the dead cultist, as their two halves collapse either side of him.
Thrax's eyes gleam with bloodlust, a malicious reptilian smile on his scaled face as he bears down on the second cultist. There is no nuance or deftness about his strikes, only raw, primal brutality, hacking away as the second of his foes crumples to a mangled heap at his feet.
((Sweet! :D It's like we said - no-one would be able to live up to the door... ))
Krackle splattered in blood some of his own and some from the now dead cultist split nearly in half. There is still life beating in him though not much. His spells are nearly spent but he knows trouble awaits him. This cultist near him need be dealt with as a single strike could end him.
Krackle
Movement: 15ft to stand
Main Action: Cast magic missile at Cultist Orange - Upcasted
Fully in awe herself as Thrax cuts down two enemies with one mighty sweep of his axe before their potential allies takes out the remaining enemy. Fortunately their armour wasn't nearly as strong as the door Thrax had finally cut through. Hearing sounds of battle from above she steps close enough to the stairs to get her blue eyes on the enemy at the top of them, drawing forth Moonfire from her bluish Moonfire crystal resting on her chest, unleashing two beams of Moonfire towards the enemy.
Moonfire: 26 Force: 13 Moonfire: 19 Force: 11
She then takes a few steps back again to allow Thrax and possibly the others to storm upstairs. "Go get them Thrax." She says with an encouraging smile, beaming to see the fervour with which the follower of mighty Bahamut took to this battle.
This post has potentially manipulated dice roll results.
The shadow of Thrax's axe looms over Krackle and Zeds, still dripping with blood. He raises it as if to strike them down, but then shame washes over him. The appetite for violence is in him now, and the desire to lay waste to all in his wake hard to defy. But this wasn't his way, wasn't the way Bahamut taught. Strength was for shielding those in need of it, not mindless slaughter. These folk had been fighting his abductors - if that didn't make them allies yet, they didn't seem to be his enemies.
A sheepish look crosses the dragonborn's face, and he gingerly pats Zeds and Krackle on their heads in a clumsy, overly rough gesture of peace. "Friend?" He rumbles, attempting a small, diffident smile, but the rows of sharp teeth manage to look horrifyingly menacing in spite of his best efforts.
Suddenly distracted by Seraphina's moonfire and urgent encouragement, Thraxinthos bounds off, taking the stairs two at a time. When he crests the landing, ashen fumes rise from his mouth. "More meat." He roars, charging at the figure named Dralmorrer, his greataxe whistling through the air towards its mark.
MOVEMENT: 35ft to engage Dralmorrer in melee combat. BONUS ACTION: None. ACTION: Attack with Greataxe. To hit: 14 Damage: 19 Extra attack. To hit: 5 Damage: 25 OTHER: Reckless attack gives advantage on melee attacks. Great Weapon Master is -5 to attack, and + 10 to damage. If Dralmorrer dies or Thrax rolls a critical, he gains a free melee attack from GWM. To hit: 13 Damage: 20
With the last of the immediate threats killed Zeds kneels next to Krackle to check on their condition. A shift in the shadows distracts him from his Kobold friend and he turns to see the red Dragonborn looming over them both, axe held ready to swing down at them. Zeds pushes Krackle a bit back so as to put himself between the Kobold and the Dragonborn and is shifting his own blades even as this new foe takes one hand off his greataxe and seems to reach down to try to paw at him...
"Eh, eh, ehh...," Zeds says as he deftly moves out of the way and gets to his feet even as he puts a blade between the reaching hand and himself.
"Friend?" he hears the red one ask and Zeds' eyes go to the corpses they have just made so easily laying on either side of him. "Yeah..." he replies in a tentative voice. He takes a half step away from them and allows his blade to dip a bit out of it's offensively defensive posture. "Friends. Yeah. Great friends..." Zeds eyes dart around taking in the carnage, the Dragonborn, the blond and of course the stairs where Ixsas had disappeared climbing up... But of course he also took in the door and the green drake loping away and his wounded friend besides him.
He hears the blonde call out "Go get them Thrax," and he gives the red Dragonborn his best charismatic smile. "Thrax? That you? Well our other friend went upstairs. Try not to kill him by mistake, eh?"
The Dragonborn bounds off and starts taking the stairs two at a time. A part of Zeds can't help but think he missed an opportunity to get a couple shots in when the Red One turned their back. After all it had seemed they would about to murderize him and Krackle just seconds ago... Still, he didn't. And he did kill some cultists. What the hell is going on??? With a sigh he tries to help Krackle to his feet but his eyes land upon the blonde.
"You two together? What are you doing here?" he asks as he once more tries to close the door to the hallway. Perhaps try to lock it again if he has a moment, or shove some bodies against it at least? "Any more of you in the room behind you??"
((I know we are still in combat and all but with Krackle falling and getting back up, with the red Dragonborn's appearance and threat and then offer of friendship, with the blonde spellcaster suddenly being here for who knows what reason... I think Zeds is spending a turn taking all that in and trying to look after Krackle. Not the most efficient use of a turn but I don't think he'd be looking to turn his back on the blonde and the open door quite yet, Ixsas in trouble or not.))
Krackle is down and bleeding out.
Round 11
The party is up. Post when able. Thrax and Seraphina can post this round as well.
1s floor
2nd floor
Following the massive red dragonborn into the raging battle beyond the impressively resilient door, the blonde innocent looking girl quickly assesses the chaotic scene before her and quickly decides that those battling the followers of the evil queen of dragons might well be further additions to the allies she will need to complete her holy quest. Realizing the forces of evil seemingly have the upper hand she decides to turn the tide of the battle, calling upon the divine might of her goddess to appear in a radiant splendour that would strike the forces of evil with pure awe.
(Cast Hypnotic pattern on the three cultists in front of her, wis save 16 or charmed and incapaciteted, flavoured as them being awestruck by her divine radiant presence as she enters the chamber.)
The blonde girl then calls upon the divine healing light of the Moonmaiden to revive the fallen hero.
(Bonus action to use healing light on Ixsas, 1d6 for: 5 hp healed)
She then steps back into cover.
Cultists Wis Save vs Hypnotic Pattern.
Due to being fanatics, they have advantage
Pink
20
Orange
14
Blue
22
Cultist Orange falls into a stupor has he looks at Seraphina's divine radiance
The nearly eight-foot titan comes barging through the shattered wreckage of the door that corralled him for so long. The moment his gaze falls upon the cultists of the Dragon Queen, he bellows with rage, a maw filled with jagged teeth and smoke exploding with a roar. The individuals they are engaged in combat with barely exist - he has only eyes for his enemies.
In his eyes, these are the ones who took him captive, the ones who inflicted such cruelties upon him as an infant, the ones whose poisonous faith threatens the world. Every head of Tiamat must be felled, and every one of her followers who do not repent must be struck down.
"BAHAMUT! SEE ME!" Thraxinthos Vargharion growls viciously, boiling over with fury. "SEE ME NOW!"
The shirtless red dragonborn hurtles forward, jumping into the air. His axe catches the light erupting from Seraphina's dazzling spells along its fearsome blade, and he brings the gleaming weapon crashing down on the skull of the cultist nearest him.
MOVEMENT: 5ft to engage Blue Cultist in melee combat.
BONUS ACTION: Rage !
ACTION: Attack with Greataxe. To hit: 10 Damage: 27
Extra attack. To hit: 19 Damage: 21
OTHER: Reckless attack gives advantage on melee attacks. Great Weapon Master is -5 to attack, and + 10 to damage.
If Blue dies or Thrax rolls a critical, he gains a free melee attack from GWM. To hit: 14 Damage: 21
(Wow that is some ferocious attacks)
Blue and Pink are dead. @Monsterball you can take a moment to describe how you kill them.
(The green drake is doing nothing but sitting a bit outside the door guard?)
Seeing Krackle fall Zeds is sorely tempted to disengage and make a run for it... But leave Krackle? Krackle has been there since the very beginning of this craziness. As much as his selfish nature screams to leave him, Zeds just can't. Instead he continues attacking the scum in front of him, hoping by some hope that he can take them down and save the crazy little kobold... And even as attacking he can't help but wonder who is listening to his hopes as things do seem to be taking a turn for the better.
Shortsword vs Pink Cultist: 23 to hit for 8 piercing damage
BA Shortsword vs Yellow Cultist: 22 to hit for 7 piercing damage
Sneak Attack damage of 10 additional points of damage on the first hit.
(Yep, the green drake is staying outside until ordered otherwise)
Orange is snapped out of his stupor by the attack which brings him to bloodied status.
"DEATH TO TIAMAT!" Thrax howls, the axe-head cleaving directly through the first cultist's head, down through his spine. Blood gouts out in an explosion, splattering the dragonborn's face in viscera. "DEAAAATHHH!"
Thrax pulls his axe free, and reaches in to the ruined space with his claws, tearing the cultist's corpse in two from the sheer might he feels surging through his veins. Fuelled by bestial wrath, his already colossal muscles have swelled only further. He strides through the dead cultist, as their two halves collapse either side of him.
Thrax's eyes gleam with bloodlust, a malicious reptilian smile on his scaled face as he bears down on the second cultist. There is no nuance or deftness about his strikes, only raw, primal brutality, hacking away as the second of his foes crumples to a mangled heap at his feet.
((Sweet! :D It's like we said - no-one would be able to live up to the door... ))
Krackle splattered in blood some of his own and some from the now dead cultist split nearly in half. There is still life beating in him though not much. His spells are nearly spent but he knows trouble awaits him. This cultist near him need be dealt with as a single strike could end him.
Krackle
Movement: 15ft to stand
Main Action: Cast magic missile at Cultist Orange - Upcasted
17 force damage
Orange is dead. All of the cultist on the 1st floor are dead.
The Green Drake seeing them dead moves towards the Dining Hall and is now out of sight.
The enemy on the 2nd floor prepare ready action.
Round 12
The party is up. Post when able. The Cultists here are Red, Black, Purple and Dralmorrer the mask token.
The spiral stairs are single file only.
2nd Floor
((OOC: And even if the party cannot see the enemies on the 2nd floor yet, Zeds and Krackle heard what's waiting for them upstairs...))
Fully in awe herself as Thrax cuts down two enemies with one mighty sweep of his axe before their potential allies takes out the remaining enemy. Fortunately their armour wasn't nearly as strong as the door Thrax had finally cut through. Hearing sounds of battle from above she steps close enough to the stairs to get her blue eyes on the enemy at the top of them, drawing forth Moonfire from her bluish Moonfire crystal resting on her chest, unleashing two beams of Moonfire towards the enemy.
Moonfire: 26 Force: 13
Moonfire: 19 Force: 11
She then takes a few steps back again to allow Thrax and possibly the others to storm upstairs. "Go get them Thrax." She says with an encouraging smile, beaming to see the fervour with which the follower of mighty Bahamut took to this battle.
The shadow of Thrax's axe looms over Krackle and Zeds, still dripping with blood. He raises it as if to strike them down, but then shame washes over him. The appetite for violence is in him now, and the desire to lay waste to all in his wake hard to defy. But this wasn't his way, wasn't the way Bahamut taught. Strength was for shielding those in need of it, not mindless slaughter. These folk had been fighting his abductors - if that didn't make them allies yet, they didn't seem to be his enemies.
A sheepish look crosses the dragonborn's face, and he gingerly pats Zeds and Krackle on their heads in a clumsy, overly rough gesture of peace. "Friend?" He rumbles, attempting a small, diffident smile, but the rows of sharp teeth manage to look horrifyingly menacing in spite of his best efforts.
Suddenly distracted by Seraphina's moonfire and urgent encouragement, Thraxinthos bounds off, taking the stairs two at a time. When he crests the landing, ashen fumes rise from his mouth. "More meat." He roars, charging at the figure named Dralmorrer, his greataxe whistling through the air towards its mark.
MOVEMENT: 35ft to engage Dralmorrer in melee combat.
BONUS ACTION: None.
ACTION: Attack with Greataxe. To hit: 14 Damage: 19
Extra attack. To hit: 5 Damage: 25
OTHER: Reckless attack gives advantage on melee attacks. Great Weapon Master is -5 to attack, and + 10 to damage.
If Dralmorrer dies or Thrax rolls a critical, he gains a free melee attack from GWM. To hit: 13 Damage: 20
With the last of the immediate threats killed Zeds kneels next to Krackle to check on their condition. A shift in the shadows distracts him from his Kobold friend and he turns to see the red Dragonborn looming over them both, axe held ready to swing down at them. Zeds pushes Krackle a bit back so as to put himself between the Kobold and the Dragonborn and is shifting his own blades even as this new foe takes one hand off his greataxe and seems to reach down to try to paw at him...
"Eh, eh, ehh...," Zeds says as he deftly moves out of the way and gets to his feet even as he puts a blade between the reaching hand and himself.
"Friend?" he hears the red one ask and Zeds' eyes go to the corpses they have just made so easily laying on either side of him. "Yeah..." he replies in a tentative voice. He takes a half step away from them and allows his blade to dip a bit out of it's offensively defensive posture. "Friends. Yeah. Great friends..." Zeds eyes dart around taking in the carnage, the Dragonborn, the blond and of course the stairs where Ixsas had disappeared climbing up... But of course he also took in the door and the green drake loping away and his wounded friend besides him.
He hears the blonde call out "Go get them Thrax," and he gives the red Dragonborn his best charismatic smile. "Thrax? That you? Well our other friend went upstairs. Try not to kill him by mistake, eh?"
The Dragonborn bounds off and starts taking the stairs two at a time. A part of Zeds can't help but think he missed an opportunity to get a couple shots in when the Red One turned their back. After all it had seemed they would about to murderize him and Krackle just seconds ago... Still, he didn't. And he did kill some cultists. What the hell is going on??? With a sigh he tries to help Krackle to his feet but his eyes land upon the blonde.
"You two together? What are you doing here?" he asks as he once more tries to close the door to the hallway. Perhaps try to lock it again if he has a moment, or shove some bodies against it at least? "Any more of you in the room behind you??"
((I know we are still in combat and all but with Krackle falling and getting back up, with the red Dragonborn's appearance and threat and then offer of friendship, with the blonde spellcaster suddenly being here for who knows what reason... I think Zeds is spending a turn taking all that in and trying to look after Krackle. Not the most efficient use of a turn but I don't think he'd be looking to turn his back on the blonde and the open door quite yet, Ixsas in trouble or not.))
Both of Seraphina's attack hits Dralmorrer
Both of Thrax's attack missed Dralmorrer
Dralmorrer - Ready Action triggers
Longsword - Thrax
Attack: 14 Damage: 13
Cultist Black - Ready Action triggers
Scimitar - Thrax - Advantage - Pact Tactics
Attack: 25 Damage: 11
On hit 10 slashing damage - Fanatic Advantage
(Half damage due to Rage)