If the bad guy succeeds on his Dex save, Ruin will cast silvery barbs to force a re-roll, giving Wrippers the advantage to his next attack, ability check, or saving throw.
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Ruin swings his weapon, repeating the familiar flex of piston of which he has grown so accustomed to, and his two mighty strikes carve through the 'blood-bag'
Staggering back, Kass raises his arms, and crackling eldritch energy shoots forward at Stalhaer
Everyone else (Amelia & Amari) go! after that, Wripers, then Stalhaer
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The angry little Barbarian puts feeling to action, his Rage once more spilling forth. He swings with vitriol against this weird red man, screeching like a banshee in his bloodied fury. Again! He swings once more. But this time with focus as much as anger, a spirit like spitfire against this new enemy. He's definitely still hungry...!
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Flaming bullets assail Stalhaer, burning holes through his acidic body, while a column of light and burning divine fury surrounds Amari, smiting those who dare to get close
CON save: 21
Wripers leaps forward, his anger broiling inside of his tiny body, waiting to be unleashed. And unleash it does, in a torrent so furious that his first strike misses completely, his anger making his aim off. His other strike, however, slams into Stalhaer.
Stalhaer's Turn!
The unceasing attacks have great effect against the oozing form of Stalhaer, and he melts away, his body having taken quite a beating from the party. But, the party is granted only a brief respite, as a new form rises from the puddle of blood on the floor: a large, unnerving creature. Vaguely human, with a pale, featureless face and a fleshy body with rolls upon rolls of fate. It's arms are strong, with hands that look like they could crush bone. Though it has no mouth, the voice of Stalhaer emanates from the monster "You have only slain my first form, this is my second! And even then, I will live once more! Give up now, and I shall make things quick!" With that, the huge, fleshy mass lumbers forward, and begins to attack
Fist Attack #1 VS. Wripers:11 to hit, 41 Bludgeoning damage
Fist Attack #1 VS. Wripers: 12 to hit, 32 Bludgeoning damage
If both of those attacks hit, Wripers must make a DC 22 STR save or:
You are pulled into the creatures fleshy mass. While there, you are Blinded and Restrained. At the end of each of your turns, you can reattempt the save, ending the effect on a success
Parties Turn!
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Flaming bullets assail Stalhaer, burning holes through his acidic body, while a column of light and burning divine fury surrounds Amari, smiting those who dare to get close
CON save: 17
Wripers leaps forward, his anger broiling inside of his tiny body, waiting to be unleashed. And unleash it does, in a torrent so furious that his first strike misses completely, his anger making his aim off. His other strike, however, slams into Stalhaer.
Stalhaer's Turn!
The unceasing attacks have great effect against the oozing form of Stalhaer, and he melts away, his body having taken quite a beating from the party. But, the party is granted only a brief respite, as a new form rises from the puddle of blood on the floor: a large, unnerving creature. Vaguely human, with a pale, featureless face and a fleshy body with rolls upon rolls of fate. It's arms are strong, with hands that look like they could crush bone. Though it has no mouth, the voice of Stalhaer emanates from the monster "You have only slain my first form, this is my second! And even then, I will live once more! Give up now, and I shall make things quick!" With that, the huge, fleshy mass lumbers forward, and begins to attack
Fist Attack #1 VS. Wripers:15 to hit, 40 Bludgeoning damage
Fist Attack #1 VS. Wripers: 27 to hit, 37 Bludgeoning damage
If both of those attacks hit, Wripers must make a DC 22 STR save or:
You are pulled into the creatures fleshy mass. While there, you are Blinded and Restrained. At the end of each of your turns, you can reattempt the save, ending the effect on a success
Parties Turn!
[OoC: One of those attacks missed, and the little guy takes half the bludgeon damage on the strike that didn't miss. Do you want it rounded up (19) or down (18)?]
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Kass retreats out of range, and casts Mass Cure Wounds at 6th level on himself, Wripers, Ruin, Amari, Amelia, and Evelyn, for a total of 28 HP
He'll also throw a Bardic Inspiration (1d12) at Ruin, saying "He's given us a clue, hit him in the heart of the matter with the cold, hard truth and let's close this case for good!"
(Is Amari able to discern whether or not Stalhaer is undead? This bit of information could significantly influence her decision making. If it's worth anything, as a grave cleric, undead are her specialty)
Kass summons his arcane magic, connecting the threads of the weave like clues to a case, and with a cheesy one-liner, sends a wave of calming, healing energy over the Party. Ruin, in particular, feels rejuvenated and refreshed.
Sadly, this feeling of calm and peace causes him to miss his first attack spectacularly, swinging wide and nearly decapitating Wripers. His axe gets stuck in the floor, thankfully, he tugs at it, and at that exact moment, Stalhaer lunges forward, and with a robotic heave of pistons, Ruin brings the axe up and straight into the flesh creatures face.
And yes, Stalhaer emanates the stench of undeath.
Amari, Wripers, & Amelia, GO!
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"Let's bring in another foe for Stalhaer to face," says Amari. She then speaks the arcane syllables that bring forth an angelic form that wields a radiant longbow. The celestial creature then looses a pair of arrows at Stalhaer's new form...
Amari weaves her hands, speaking ancient words long held revered in holy places, and calls forth a servitor of the gods, who appears blazing in divine glory, a bow made of pure, shimmering light gripped in it's powerful fingers. With silent and swift dedication, it pulls back the string, and sends forth two searing arrows which sink into Stalhaer's form, burning away whole chunks of unholy flesh.
Amelia & Wripers, GO!
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The tiny terror rips forth in a spin, using the momentum of his hammer to bear forth two vicious strikes. His screech tears through the room like a beast of the Hells, if nothing else than a display of dominance. [Intimidation, because why the Hells not?: 18]
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Wripers lunges forward, his scream reminding those well-versed in demonology of the buzz and screech of a Chasme demon. His first strike lands, slamming into Stalhaer's abdomen, but it is rebuffed by the fat rolls of flesh which droop over hardened muscle.
His second strike however, strikes the leg of the monster, causing him to fall as searing radiance chars flesh (applying Divine Fury to the second strike, since the first didn't hit)
Amelia, capitalising upon the opportunity of the downed foe, sends forth two blazing bullets of fire from her enchanted firearm, the ancient runs glowing hot with the surge of fiery energy. They strike one after the other, each searing a whole straight through where the eyes would be on a normal person (one bolt for each eye).
With a squeal of pain, and a sickening crackle of crispy flesh, the lumbering creature collapses completely, a horrible flop of fat against stone echoing throughout the chamber.
Stalhaer's Turn
As you stop to catch your breath, you are provided no respect, as a small creature emerges from within the remains of the fleshy (god, how I was there was a good synonym for 'flesh', would make these descriptions a lot better) monster. By far, this one is the most horrifying, despite it being barely taller than Wripers. It appears to be some sort of skeleton, the bones on the end of each limb sharpened into vicious points, gleaming in the candlelight. It looks around at the party, and you see a grinning, horrible visage with a distended jaw, which flashes rows of serrated, shark-like teeth.
With agility and quickness that catches you off guard, it surges forward, leaps in the air, and falls. It crashes to the ground with a "crunch" and as it stands, a thick, viscous, black substance secretes from the many splintering cracks all over its body. With a maniacal cackle, Stalhaer sweeps his arm in a slashing motion, and suddenly the substance multiplies tenfold, crashing down on the party like a tidal wave. Anyone who has made a melee attack or been within 5ft of Stalhaer since their last turn, make a DC 20 STR or DEX (your choice) Save or take 19 Bludgeoning damage and be knocked 15ft away from Stalhaer, as well as falling prone.
Stalhaer runs forward, it's legs carrying it at a blinding speed, and it leaps once again, though this time it uses the motion to propel its serrated arms into the chest of Kass and Amelia. After the initial plunge, it assaults Wripers with two more vicious, lightning-quick jabs
Bladed Limb Attack #1 VS. Kass: 16 to hit, 37 Piercing damage and you take 5 Piercing damage at the end of your next turn
Bladed Limb Attack #2 VS. Amelia: 30 to hit, 45 Piercing damage and you take 6 Piercing damage at the end of your next turn
Bladed Limb Attack #3 VS. Wripers: 27 to hit, 46 Piercing damage and you take 7 Piercing damage at the end of your next turn
Bladed Limb Attack #4 VS. Wripers: 21 to hit, 44 Piercing damage and you take 10 Piercing damage at the end of your next turn
Party, you can't do this for much longer. You must FINISH HIM! (if you couldn't tell, it's the groups turn).
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Ruin shrugs off the effect with a mechanical grunt.
"Go to the grave where you belong," the robot says, bringing their axe down on the bloody mess again twice in rapid succession. "This game grows tiresome."
Greataxe Attacks vs. Stalhaer To hit: 29; Damage: 16 (magical slashing) + 1 (radiant) To hit: 38 (CRIT!); Damage: 28 (magical slashing) + 9 (radiant)
(It's showing me "Dice Rolls not yet available for this section" so here's another 16d6+40 roll)
114
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First roll: 23
Silvery Barbs] reroll (if needed): 25
Ruin swings his weapon, repeating the familiar flex of piston of which he has grown so accustomed to, and his two mighty strikes carve through the 'blood-bag'
Staggering back, Kass raises his arms, and crackling eldritch energy shoots forward at Stalhaer
Everyone else (Amelia & Amari) go! after that, Wripers, then Stalhaer
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"I don't make sense to you, and I don't make sense to myself. Maybe the only one I make sense to is God" ~ Me, trying to sound smart
Amelia charges two firebolt shots in her rifle, floating into the air on her carpet before firing:
30 to hit, and 16 fire + 8 force
21 to hit, and 36 fire + 1 force
Amari, hoping to save some of her arcane strength, once again utters the words to one of the first spells she ever learned...
The angry little Barbarian puts feeling to action, his Rage once more spilling forth. He swings with vitriol against this weird red man, screeching like a banshee in his bloodied fury. Again! He swings once more. But this time with focus as much as anger, a spirit like spitfire against this new enemy. He's definitely still hungry...!
[1st strike - To hit: 17, Damage (with Divine Fury): 28]
[2nd strike - To hit: 32, Damage: 15]
Flaming bullets assail Stalhaer, burning holes through his acidic body, while a column of light and burning divine fury surrounds Amari, smiting those who dare to get close
CON save: 21
Wripers leaps forward, his anger broiling inside of his tiny body, waiting to be unleashed. And unleash it does, in a torrent so furious that his first strike misses completely, his anger making his aim off. His other strike, however, slams into Stalhaer.
Stalhaer's Turn!
The unceasing attacks have great effect against the oozing form of Stalhaer, and he melts away, his body having taken quite a beating from the party. But, the party is granted only a brief respite, as a new form rises from the puddle of blood on the floor: a large, unnerving creature. Vaguely human, with a pale, featureless face and a fleshy body with rolls upon rolls of fate. It's arms are strong, with hands that look like they could crush bone. Though it has no mouth, the voice of Stalhaer emanates from the monster "You have only slain my first form, this is my second! And even then, I will live once more! Give up now, and I shall make things quick!" With that, the huge, fleshy mass lumbers forward, and begins to attack
Fist Attack #1 VS. Wripers: 11 to hit, 41 Bludgeoning damage
Fist Attack #1 VS. Wripers: 12 to hit, 32 Bludgeoning damage
If both of those attacks hit, Wripers must make a DC 22 STR save or:
You are pulled into the creatures fleshy mass. While there, you are Blinded and Restrained. At the end of each of your turns, you can reattempt the save, ending the effect on a success
Parties Turn!
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[OoC: One of those attacks missed, and the little guy takes half the bludgeon damage on the strike that didn't miss. Do you want it rounded up (19) or down (18)?]
Let's go with standard DND rules, so rounded down. And since one missed, that also means you don't have to make the save
Unleash your wrath on the Flesh Man! Time to go!
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Kass retreats out of range, and casts Mass Cure Wounds at 6th level on himself, Wripers, Ruin, Amari, Amelia, and Evelyn, for a total of 28 HP
He'll also throw a Bardic Inspiration (1d12) at Ruin, saying "He's given us a clue, hit him in the heart of the matter with the cold, hard truth and let's close this case for good!"
Ruin swings his axe at the mass of flesh again...
Greataxe
Attack: Nat 1
Attack: 31; Damage: 15 (magical slashing) + 4 (radiant)
(Saving that Bardic Inspiration for now... useless on a nat 1 and I doubt that a 31 is going to miss)
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Kass summons his arcane magic, connecting the threads of the weave like clues to a case, and with a cheesy one-liner, sends a wave of calming, healing energy over the Party. Ruin, in particular, feels rejuvenated and refreshed.
Sadly, this feeling of calm and peace causes him to miss his first attack spectacularly, swinging wide and nearly decapitating Wripers. His axe gets stuck in the floor, thankfully, he tugs at it, and at that exact moment, Stalhaer lunges forward, and with a robotic heave of pistons, Ruin brings the axe up and straight into the flesh creatures face.
And yes, Stalhaer emanates the stench of undeath.
Amari, Wripers, & Amelia, GO!
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"Let's bring in another foe for Stalhaer to face," says Amari. She then speaks the arcane syllables that bring forth an angelic form that wields a radiant longbow. The celestial creature then looses a pair of arrows at Stalhaer's new form...
Celestial Avenger (5th level) ranged attacks:
Amari weaves her hands, speaking ancient words long held revered in holy places, and calls forth a servitor of the gods, who appears blazing in divine glory, a bow made of pure, shimmering light gripped in it's powerful fingers. With silent and swift dedication, it pulls back the string, and sends forth two searing arrows which sink into Stalhaer's form, burning away whole chunks of unholy flesh.
Amelia & Wripers, GO!
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Stalhaer lurches forward on two fleshy, deformed masses that barely count as feet, about to strike!
Amelia and Wripers, ACT NOW!
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[Damn. When being polite goes wrong.]
The tiny terror rips forth in a spin, using the momentum of his hammer to bear forth two vicious strikes. His screech tears through the room like a beast of the Hells, if nothing else than a display of dominance. [Intimidation, because why the Hells not?: 18]
[1st, to hit: 18, Damage: 31 (18{+13 radiant})]
[2nd, to hit: 29, Damage: 16]
Amelia casts firebolt twice again
26 to hit, and 11 fire + 8 force
34 to hit, and 22 fire + 8 force
Wripers lunges forward, his scream reminding those well-versed in demonology of the buzz and screech of a Chasme demon. His first strike lands, slamming into Stalhaer's abdomen, but it is rebuffed by the fat rolls of flesh which droop over hardened muscle.
His second strike however, strikes the leg of the monster, causing him to fall as searing radiance chars flesh (applying Divine Fury to the second strike, since the first didn't hit)
Amelia, capitalising upon the opportunity of the downed foe, sends forth two blazing bullets of fire from her enchanted firearm, the ancient runs glowing hot with the surge of fiery energy. They strike one after the other, each searing a whole straight through where the eyes would be on a normal person (one bolt for each eye).
With a squeal of pain, and a sickening crackle of crispy flesh, the lumbering creature collapses completely, a horrible flop of fat against stone echoing throughout the chamber.
Stalhaer's Turn
As you stop to catch your breath, you are provided no respect, as a small creature emerges from within the remains of the fleshy (god, how I was there was a good synonym for 'flesh', would make these descriptions a lot better) monster. By far, this one is the most horrifying, despite it being barely taller than Wripers. It appears to be some sort of skeleton, the bones on the end of each limb sharpened into vicious points, gleaming in the candlelight. It looks around at the party, and you see a grinning, horrible visage with a distended jaw, which flashes rows of serrated, shark-like teeth.
With agility and quickness that catches you off guard, it surges forward, leaps in the air, and falls. It crashes to the ground with a "crunch" and as it stands, a thick, viscous, black substance secretes from the many splintering cracks all over its body. With a maniacal cackle, Stalhaer sweeps his arm in a slashing motion, and suddenly the substance multiplies tenfold, crashing down on the party like a tidal wave. Anyone who has made a melee attack or been within 5ft of Stalhaer since their last turn, make a DC 20 STR or DEX (your choice) Save or take 19 Bludgeoning damage and be knocked 15ft away from Stalhaer, as well as falling prone.
Stalhaer runs forward, it's legs carrying it at a blinding speed, and it leaps once again, though this time it uses the motion to propel its serrated arms into the chest of Kass and Amelia. After the initial plunge, it assaults Wripers with two more vicious, lightning-quick jabs
Bladed Limb Attack #1 VS. Kass: 16 to hit, 37 Piercing damage and you take 5 Piercing damage at the end of your next turn
Bladed Limb Attack #2 VS. Amelia: 30 to hit, 45 Piercing damage and you take 6 Piercing damage at the end of your next turn
Bladed Limb Attack #3 VS. Wripers: 27 to hit, 46 Piercing damage and you take 7 Piercing damage at the end of your next turn
Bladed Limb Attack #4 VS. Wripers: 21 to hit, 44 Piercing damage and you take 10 Piercing damage at the end of your next turn
Party, you can't do this for much longer. You must FINISH HIM! (if you couldn't tell, it's the groups turn).
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Ruin Strength save: 23
Ruin shrugs off the effect with a mechanical grunt.
"Go to the grave where you belong," the robot says, bringing their axe down on the bloody mess again twice in rapid succession. "This game grows tiresome."
Greataxe Attacks vs. Stalhaer
To hit: 29; Damage: 16 (magical slashing) + 1 (radiant)
To hit: 38 (CRIT!); Damage: 28 (magical slashing) + 9 (radiant)
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