Jyin says a quick prayer to Torm, "Guide my strike." using a Channel Divinity power to add +10 to this AOO combined with Sentinel, if this hits, then the dragon's movement is reduced to zero.
Vex leaps to the side as much as he can avoiding most of the rolling poison cloud but is still affected by some of it. He mumbles a spell and marks the dragon so he can keep of track of it. He will then brings up his hand-crossbow once more and shoots at the fleeing dragon once more, Dorah's blue lightning breath caressing the bolt as it flies true.
Hand-Crossbow: To hit 25 Piercing Damage: 8 Infused Strike: 3 Favored Foe: 4 Hunter's Mark: 2 Total Damage: 17
This post has potentially manipulated dice roll results.
A smile plasters itself across her face as Daewen sees the dragon fleeing. She’ll quickly drop her two rapiers and pull out her bow, nock an arrow, and fling an shot at the fleeing beast:
With multiple wounds oozing poisonous blood. Venomfang teeters, staggers, then falls with a cacophonous crash, that shakes the tower for a moment, and then it becomes silent and the air is still. Cheers for Daewen the dragon slayer!
If you return to Phandalin with the necklace and ask for no reward, you get to split 200 XP
3900/4=975 200/4=50 Each character will get 1025 XP
Treasure An old wooden chest broken open by a dragon claw and scattered into a small pile on the floor, 1200 cp, 800 sp, 350 gp, four silver goblets set with moonstones (60 gp each), five scrolls of magic missile, a scroll of misty step, a scroll of lightning bolt, a scroll of fireball, and a scroll of dimension door. Gems and runes inlayed into a Dwarvish axe-head with the words, "Hew," History DC 20, Hew is a +1 battleaxe that deals maximum damage when the wielder hits a plant creature or an object made of wood. The axe's creator was a dwarf smith who feuded with the dryads of a forest where he cut firewood. Whoever carries the axe feels uneasy whenever he or she travels through a forest.
Wilhorn will swoop up the scrolls, unless anyone else knows how to read them.
”Let me know if anyone wants to carry any of them. Say Jyin. I’ve been carrying around this scroll, but it is unintelligible to me (scroll of augury). Can you make use of it, or should we sell it in town?”
Wilhorn’s eyebrows lift when he realizes the importance of Hew. (Still best in the hands of someone proficient with it, Wilhorn would only get +2 to hit with it.)
”Nice weapon for twig blights.” He says enthusiastically.
If Reidoth will put us up for the night so we can rejuvenate, I’d say we begin cleaning up the town tomorrow. A couple of us are bloodied, and Reidoth hopefully has the menagerie contained well enough to wait for us to be at full strength.
Reidoth prepares a hardy mushroom moss stew and gives each of you a warm set of furs to sleep under. While he tends to the coals in his iron stove, plumes of smoke sputter out of the chimney while you are safe and warm inside.
"Dragon parts are potent reagents. Ive called my circle to come dispose of the body. They know how best to use them so that the magics dont come to ill means."
“That sounds good, Reidoth. Thank you for your assistance and hospitality. Hopefully on the morrow,, we can clear, or begin to clear, out the dangers remaining in the remnants of this town and free you from being its custodian.
So, are all of the zombies inside structures, to the best of your knowledge? Can you tell us which structures and how many does each house?
And these plant creatures, twig blights. Can we assume they are all out of doors? Can you point out, to the best of your recollection, where they congregate?
Did Venomfang deal with the giant spiders or could there be more about town? If so, where would you expect them?
Lastly, is there any other threats that you have not mentioned thus far?
Any and all information you can give us about these creatures, their speeds, habits, abilities, and the threats they possess, will go a long way to helping us finish the job safely and efficiently.”
Vex will move over to the dead dragon caressing the now cold dead dragon, gliding his hand up the length of its neck until his hand is resting on the side of the dragons face. He will then quietly whisper a silent prayer to his mistress as he pulls a small scale from the body and places it in his backpack.
"Agree with Wilhorn, this place to close to home to leave enemy behind." The adrenaline of battle now leaving his body and he slumps a little bit, "rest for night then finish rest in morning."
In the morning, you have time to harvest scales, the heart, a tooth, a claw, or possibly a dragon egg, before Reidoth says, "Why don't you guard the entrance to the tower, while I release waves of critters. If you have any trouble, you can retreat behind the door, heal up, and get back at 'er"
A wave of exhaustion washed over Daewen as Venomfang's mighty form crumpled to the cavern floor. The air crackled with ozone and the metallic tang of blood. In the flickering light streaming through the hole in the ceiling, a grim satisfaction settled over her. This was a worthy offering to the Raven Queen, a tale whispered on the wind that spoke of courage, cunning, and the dance of death. Respect, however, bloomed alongside the satisfaction. Venomfang had fought valiantly, a storm of scales and fury. Even in victory, Daewen acknowledged the power, and the tragedy, of a life extinguished
Now
Daewen, ever the strategist, opted for a multifaceted response. With a resolute nod and a thumbs up, she acknowledged Reidoth's plan. To ensure clarity on her role, she pointed towards herself then decisively towards the tower's entrance. To convey her understanding, she went into a short pantomime. First, she made a swift motion of closing a door and leaning against it with a grimace of exertion. Finally, to address any lingering uncertainty, she offered Reidoth a questioning look and a raised eyebrow. As if punctuating her performance, she presented her slate (hung around her neck) with a curt message: "Ready!" scrawled across it. This combination of animation, writing, and nonverbal cues effectively bridged the communication gap, solidifying Daewen's agreement and outlining her course of action.
“I am willing to ride Drool and bait the enemies into a kill zone in front of the tower. Drool can hopefully carry me faster than the twigs and zombies can maneuver, expecially at a Dash. I would be concerned if we are set upon by any foe that can attack from range, however. That would be quite problematic.”
Wilhorn tries to recall if the Tower or attached cottage had arrow slits or defensible windows that could be used should the fighting either require or be preferable from inside firing out.
resistance happens last, so if you save and take 25, with the potion you only take 12.
But since you failed, you take half of 50
Con Save: 18
Wilhorn sputters, taking half and then half again poison damage. (12)
Concentration to maintain Bless: (20,
17) due to warcaster feat.Also due to Warcaster, the AOO is Eldritch Blast.
Attack: 17 + 4 (Bless) Damage: 10 force.
Mana - Verdan Bard - Dragon Heist
Leif Pedersen - Human Druid - Beyond the Ragnarök
”I love deadlines. I like the whooshing sound they make as they fly by.” - Douglas Adams
”I’ve suffered a great many catastrophes in my life. Most of them never happened.” - Mark Twain
”I am not young enough to know everything.” - Oscar Wilde
As the dragon flees, she is hit with an eldritch blast for 10 damage. YGD (41/136)
Jyin attempts a Constitution Save DC 14 vs 5
Jyin says a quick prayer to Torm, "Guide my strike." using a Channel Divinity power to add +10 to this AOO combined with Sentinel, if this hits, then the dragon's movement is reduced to zero.
Attack: 21 Damage: 8
Vex Con Save: 16
Vex leaps to the side as much as he can avoiding most of the rolling poison cloud but is still affected by some of it. He mumbles a spell and marks the dragon so he can keep of track of it. He will then brings up his hand-crossbow once more and shoots at the fleeing dragon once more, Dorah's blue lightning breath caressing the bolt as it flies true.
Hand-Crossbow: To hit 25 Piercing Damage: 8 Infused Strike: 3 Favored Foe: 4 Hunter's Mark: 2 Total Damage: 17
Just need Daewen's opportunity attack to end the dragon's turn. Then everyone is up.
Jyin takes 25 poison damage and must make a constitution save to maintain bless DC 12 vs 13
A smile plasters itself across her face as Daewen sees the dragon fleeing. She’ll quickly drop her two rapiers and pull out her bow, nock an arrow, and fling an shot at the fleeing beast:
Attack: 20 Damage: 11
Last to know and first to be blamed...
As a free action, can I regret my life choices?
Venomfang takes 11 damage. YGD (30/136)
Then takes 8 more damage, her speed reduced to 0 and she turns to look at her assaliants. Now you're trapped in here with me.
YGD (22/136)
Venomfang take 17 damage. YGD (5/136)
Round 1
enomfang (5/136)
Vex
Wilhorn, Daewen, Jyin << you're turn
“Those eggs will make good omelettes. Say hello to Tiamat for us!”
Eldritch Blast
Attack: 9 + 2 (Bless) + 5 (Favored by the Gods) = 16
Wilhorn’s face falls as Venomfang dodges the incoming blast.
”Uh oh.”
Mana - Verdan Bard - Dragon Heist
Leif Pedersen - Human Druid - Beyond the Ragnarök
”I love deadlines. I like the whooshing sound they make as they fly by.” - Douglas Adams
”I’ve suffered a great many catastrophes in my life. Most of them never happened.” - Mark Twain
”I am not young enough to know everything.” - Oscar Wilde
PREVIOUSLY:
I completely forgot to add in the bonus damage due to Hunter's Mark! Please add another 1 damage to that last attack.
NOW:
Without wasting a moment, Daewen shoots another arrow at the feeling/frozen-in-place dragon:
Attack: 12 Damage: 11 + 3 Hunter's Mark bonus damage
Last to know and first to be blamed...
As a free action, can I regret my life choices?
With multiple wounds oozing poisonous blood. Venomfang teeters, staggers, then falls with a cacophonous crash, that shakes the tower for a moment, and then it becomes silent and the air is still. Cheers for Daewen the dragon slayer!
If you return to Phandalin with the necklace and ask for no reward, you get to split 200 XP
3900/4=975
200/4=50
Each character will get 1025 XP
Treasure
An old wooden chest broken open by a dragon claw and scattered into a small pile on the floor, 1200 cp, 800 sp, 350 gp, four silver goblets set with moonstones (60 gp each), five scrolls of magic missile, a scroll of misty step, a scroll of lightning bolt, a scroll of fireball, and a scroll of dimension door. Gems and runes inlayed into a Dwarvish axe-head with the words, "Hew," History DC 20, Hew is a +1 battleaxe that deals maximum damage when the wielder hits a plant creature or an object made of wood. The axe's creator was a dwarf smith who feuded with the dryads of a forest where he cut firewood. Whoever carries the axe feels uneasy whenever he or she travels through a forest.
Wilhorn will swoop up the scrolls, unless anyone else knows how to read them.
”Let me know if anyone wants to carry any of them. Say Jyin. I’ve been carrying around this scroll, but it is unintelligible to me (scroll of augury). Can you make use of it, or should we sell it in town?”
Wilhorn’s eyebrows lift when he realizes the importance of Hew. (Still best in the hands of someone proficient with it, Wilhorn would only get +2 to hit with it.)
”Nice weapon for twig blights.” He says enthusiastically.
Mana - Verdan Bard - Dragon Heist
Leif Pedersen - Human Druid - Beyond the Ragnarök
”I love deadlines. I like the whooshing sound they make as they fly by.” - Douglas Adams
”I’ve suffered a great many catastrophes in my life. Most of them never happened.” - Mark Twain
”I am not young enough to know everything.” - Oscar Wilde
Reidoth prepares a hardy mushroom moss stew and gives each of you a warm set of furs to sleep under. While he tends to the coals in his iron stove, plumes of smoke sputter out of the chimney while you are safe and warm inside.
"Dragon parts are potent reagents. Ive called my circle to come dispose of the body. They know how best to use them so that the magics dont come to ill means."
“That sounds good, Reidoth. Thank you for your assistance and hospitality. Hopefully on the morrow,, we can clear, or begin to clear, out the dangers remaining in the remnants of this town and free you from being its custodian.
So, are all of the zombies inside structures, to the best of your knowledge? Can you tell us which structures and how many does each house?
And these plant creatures, twig blights. Can we assume they are all out of doors? Can you point out, to the best of your recollection, where they congregate?
Did Venomfang deal with the giant spiders or could there be more about town? If so, where would you expect them?
Lastly, is there any other threats that you have not mentioned thus far?
Any and all information you can give us about these creatures, their speeds, habits, abilities, and the threats they possess, will go a long way to helping us finish the job safely and efficiently.”
Mana - Verdan Bard - Dragon Heist
Leif Pedersen - Human Druid - Beyond the Ragnarök
”I love deadlines. I like the whooshing sound they make as they fly by.” - Douglas Adams
”I’ve suffered a great many catastrophes in my life. Most of them never happened.” - Mark Twain
”I am not young enough to know everything.” - Oscar Wilde
Vex will move over to the dead dragon caressing the now cold dead dragon, gliding his hand up the length of its neck until his hand is resting on the side of the dragons face. He will then quietly whisper a silent prayer to his mistress as he pulls a small scale from the body and places it in his backpack.
"Agree with Wilhorn, this place to close to home to leave enemy behind." The adrenaline of battle now leaving his body and he slumps a little bit, "rest for night then finish rest in morning."
In the morning, you have time to harvest scales, the heart, a tooth, a claw, or possibly a dragon egg, before Reidoth says, "Why don't you guard the entrance to the tower, while I release waves of critters. If you have any trouble, you can retreat behind the door, heal up, and get back at 'er"
What'da Ya say?
Earlier
A wave of exhaustion washed over Daewen as Venomfang's mighty form crumpled to the cavern floor. The air crackled with ozone and the metallic tang of blood. In the flickering light streaming through the hole in the ceiling, a grim satisfaction settled over her. This was a worthy offering to the Raven Queen, a tale whispered on the wind that spoke of courage, cunning, and the dance of death. Respect, however, bloomed alongside the satisfaction. Venomfang had fought valiantly, a storm of scales and fury. Even in victory, Daewen acknowledged the power, and the tragedy, of a life extinguished
Now
Daewen, ever the strategist, opted for a multifaceted response. With a resolute nod and a thumbs up, she acknowledged Reidoth's plan. To ensure clarity on her role, she pointed towards herself then decisively towards the tower's entrance. To convey her understanding, she went into a short pantomime. First, she made a swift motion of closing a door and leaning against it with a grimace of exertion. Finally, to address any lingering uncertainty, she offered Reidoth a questioning look and a raised eyebrow. As if punctuating her performance, she presented her slate (hung around her neck) with a curt message: "Ready!" scrawled across it. This combination of animation, writing, and nonverbal cues effectively bridged the communication gap, solidifying Daewen's agreement and outlining her course of action.
Last to know and first to be blamed...
As a free action, can I regret my life choices?
“I am willing to ride Drool and bait the enemies into a kill zone in front of the tower. Drool can hopefully carry me faster than the twigs and zombies can maneuver, expecially at a Dash. I would be concerned if we are set upon by any foe that can attack from range, however. That would be quite problematic.”
Wilhorn tries to recall if the Tower or attached cottage had arrow slits or defensible windows that could be used should the fighting either require or be preferable from inside firing out.
Mana - Verdan Bard - Dragon Heist
Leif Pedersen - Human Druid - Beyond the Ragnarök
”I love deadlines. I like the whooshing sound they make as they fly by.” - Douglas Adams
”I’ve suffered a great many catastrophes in my life. Most of them never happened.” - Mark Twain
”I am not young enough to know everything.” - Oscar Wilde