Macario sees the mephit and the shadow, and quickly clocks the similarity between this shadow and his own. Still without a weapon, he conjures up a green skeletal hand once more and reaches with it across the room for the mephit (8 to hit womp womp).
((OOPS yeah I forgot it has to be light melee weapons to work sorry. Honestly for me as long as they are melee weapons it counts I'm too lazy, but true you're right thank you!!!))
@Macario
Ice Mephit Encounter with Macario
Macario (24/24 HP)
(Action) Attack Ice Mephit with Chill Touch 8 < AC 11 A Miss :( ---> Ice Mephit takes no damage
Argos (10/17 HP)
(insert action here later)
Ice Mephit (1/21 HP)
Surprised! It takes no action
Going into the fray, you attack the Mephit with your spectral hand, grabbing it. Although you touch it and your hand holds on, the Ice Mephit manages to evade any lick of the necrotic damage it holds. You cover its face however, and it is completely taken by shock!
((OOPS yeah I forgot it has to be light melee weapons to work sorry. Honestly for me as long as they are melee weapons it counts I'm too lazy, but true you're right thank you!!!))
@Macario
Ice Mephit Encounter with Macario
Macario (24/24 HP)
(Action) Attack Ice Mephit with Chill Touch 8 < AC 11 A Miss :( ---> Ice Mephit takes no damage
Ice Mephit (1/21 HP)
Surprised! It takes no action
Going into the fray, you attack the Mephit with your spectral hand, grabbing it. Although you touch it and your hand holds on, the Ice Mephit manages to evade any lick of the necrotic damage it holds. You cover its face however, and it is completely taken by shock!
"AGHHHH!" Argos covered his face in pain from the attack. "Damn rat! I can't wait until you fall over!"
He heard the shadow talk. "might need- woah!" He stood still, kind of hypnotized by the black.
"Uhhh... thanks!" He mouthed. But he's wondering why did the enemy help him.
He now noticed Macario there. "Oh you were there the whole time? Thanks for nothing..." (Well he wasn't Argos is just Argossing.)
"How does a foe become more useful than an ally..." The guy muttered under his breath as he swung another one at the Mephit. (I sworn I saw the dice almost roll at 16 but it gave me a 10 D:)
(Action) Attack Ice Mephit with Chill Touch 8 < AC 11 A Miss :( ---> Ice Mephit takes no damage
Argos (10/17 HP)
(Action) Attack Ice Mephit with Mace 8 + 2 = 10 < AC 11 A Miss. ---> Ice Mephit takes no damage
Ice Mephit (1/21 HP)
Surprised! It takes no action
Argos goes in to attack the Ice Mephit as well. The Ice Mephit is still stuck in Macario's ghastly grasp. It does nothing short of wriggling, but most of its efforts won't do. It screams taunts at you guys into the hand that muffles it.
Swinging up with his mace, Argos attempts to wack it but instead on smacks through the ghostly hand, effectively freeing the Mephit from Macario's grasp as it now flies around giddily between you two. Its ice wings seem to make a buzz that reminds you of a mosquito.
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<---- me irl slow reader, even slower writer easily jumpy thanks for being patient
DM: Drakkenheim Mind and Matter + Blood Secrets + What's in the Here and Now;
“I was in the other room,” Macario replies, a bit annoyed. “You’re the one that ran off!” He releases his hold on the ghostly hand now tangled up with Argos and summons another, determined to get back to the real hotel and start looking for some actual answers.
[[ Chill touch18 to hit the mephit, 6 necrotic damage. BA healing word to Argos for 6 hp. ]]
(Action) Attack Ice Mephit with Chill Touch 18 > AC 11 A Hit ---> Ice Mephit takes 6 necrotic damage ---> Ice Mephit is now dead
(Bonus Action) Cast Healing word on Argos for 6 HP --> Argos is now at 16/17 HP
End of Round: Macario has 22/24 HP
Argos (10/17 HP)
(no action really since the encounter ended but you can do whatever after)
End of Round: Argos has 14/17 HP
Ice Mephit (1/21 HP)
DEAD. IT EXPLODES ---> DC 10 Save against 4 slashing damage on fail and 2 on success
Argos 10 + 2 = 12 > DC 10 Save ---> Argos takes 2 slashing damage ---> Argos is now at 14/17 HP
Macario 13 + 3 = 16 > DC 10 Save ---> Macario takes 2 slashing damage ---> Macario is now at 22/24 HP
End of Encounter
((Man Argos is so sassy omg))
The Ice Mephit screams in Macario's grasp. Its face shifted across a whole spectrum of emotions before the ice caved in and the necrotic damage took hold. With the sound of confetti exploding, it blasts apart into sharp long jagged pieces. You both manage to duck, but unfortunately each of you were still in the way (looks like the Mephit knew just where to place itself before it died) and it pierces through your skin just a little. It feels like a rain of glass. A hail storm.
You are now left alone in the lobby with just yourselves. It is now you start to notice that none of you even have shadows anymore. Nothing casts a shadow in this parallel dimension.
"Seriously? That's all you have to say after I come in, kill that elemental, and heal you? Do you know what's at stake here? Do you even know where we are?" Macario almost has to restrain himself to keep from summoning more death magic to just be done with the elf. He's important somehow. We both are, he thinks to himself.
Macario takes a breath, calming himself down a bit. "Look around you. Does this feel like the hotel? Or even like the real world? Because it's not." He pauses for a second, looking around the lobby for any differences like those he'd noticed in the ballroom (perception21).
He turns back to Argos. "What did the shadows say to you?"
((Oh whoops Argos didn't hear some of those things, but you know what I'm gonna say you can and that the shadows kind of had an echoing thing to it where like you can accidentally pick up on other conversations if you listened closely enough which Argos did now. boom canon))
Looking around the lobby it looks almost the same but not quite. All of the books and magazines that were on the tables have been switched to ones with blank covers- except for that last one that the shadow had picked up. It depicts a self-help guide for those stuck in between planes (quite literally the title). The front cover, along with the title in comic sans, has a swirl of different colors (purple, yellow, green, blue and behind a darkness) representing possibly a nebula or some sort or maybe they were just trying to be fancy.
All the snow that had been in the lobby is now melted. Some of it formed the little annoying ice mephit. The rest? It became some sort of sludge. It swirls just like that nebula but less opaque. A sort of tinted mirror pool. Inside the sludge comes muffled high pitched ringing like a thousand bells. It wasn't doing that a minute ago.
The doors in the front of the lobby are also flung wide open. The outside is just pure white like as if in a blizzard but strangely enough no snow gets blown in. You can see out definitely looks like snow. It moves around like its blowing, but even if it looks like it heads into the door it unnaturally doesn't get through as if watching through a screen. But still it makes the whole room feel cold. Frostbitingly cold.
@Macario
Somehow... you can just feel it... but it seems like this realm is dying. All around you feels like a sickening sweetness that has been festering in the sun, especially emanating from the bark of the tree trunk. It reminds you of something overripe. The smell of old bananas.
You can also hear the voices of those in the sludge pit. It is not just bells but it is more whining... crying. These are little voices call out "help! help!" in Infernal.
@Argos
Sadly, you don't see the feather path anymore. The trial has gone cold.
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<---- me irl slow reader, even slower writer easily jumpy thanks for being patient
DM: Drakkenheim Mind and Matter + Blood Secrets + What's in the Here and Now;
“We need to get out of here. This realm is dying, and there’s something important going on back at the real hotel.” He looks briefly at the magazine where the shadow had been before. “The shadows won’t hurt us but there could be more mephits or worse things lurking. Stay close.” Without looking to see if Argos is following, Macario heads for the elevators, the shadows of the realm seeming to cling to him and follow him as he moves (symbiotic entity).
"It's some sort of prison," Macario says as he walks across the lobby with the elf following him. "It's connected to Sesisah, which is why the shadows were friendly and why I can sort of manipulate things here. I think she may have brought us here to warn us. Something escaped today. Something dangerous."
"WARN US BY PUTTING US IN A PRISON!? Argos shouted frustratedly, only stopping when he said something dangerous escaped. "W-Wait? We don't need to defeat it right? Can someone else do it-"
As they arrive at the elevators, Macario turns back to face Argos. "Argos. Whoever brought us here, whether it was Sesisah or another one of the gods, did so for a reason. The ballroom had a picture, some big monster, and in front of it were four figures. I know one of them was me, and I'd bet my sword that another one of them was you. I'm not sure why, but this isn't something for someone else to do. It's up to us. Inra is involved somehow, but I'm not sure whether she's on our side or if something is using her..." He kind of trails off, remembering the vision he'd had while wearing the mask.
Macario sees the mephit and the shadow, and quickly clocks the similarity between this shadow and his own. Still without a weapon, he conjures up a green skeletal hand once more and reaches with it across the room for the mephit (8 to hit womp womp).
((OOPS yeah I forgot it has to be light melee weapons to work sorry. Honestly for me as long as they are melee weapons it counts I'm too lazy, but true you're right thank you!!!))
@Macario
Going into the fray, you attack the Mephit with your spectral hand, grabbing it. Although you touch it and your hand holds on, the Ice Mephit manages to evade any lick of the necrotic damage it holds. You cover its face however, and it is completely taken by shock!
((oh no you still don't have your weapon oops))
<---- me irl slow reader, even slower writer easily jumpy thanks for being patient
DM: Drakkenheim Mind and Matter + Blood Secrets + What's in the Here and Now;
Player: Dragonlance
*theres a feat for that*
hi
mourn the flumph. enter the galaxy, join the planetscape! yep. do you like ravenloft?
new thread coming eventually.
bye
"AGHHHH!" Argos covered his face in pain from the attack. "Damn rat! I can't wait until you fall over!"
He heard the shadow talk. "might need- woah!" He stood still, kind of hypnotized by the black.
"Uhhh... thanks!" He mouthed. But he's wondering why did the enemy help him.
He now noticed Macario there. "Oh you were there the whole time? Thanks for nothing..." (Well he wasn't Argos is just Argossing.)
"How does a foe become more useful than an ally..." The guy muttered under his breath as he swung another one at the Mephit. (I sworn I saw the dice almost roll at 16 but it gave me a 10 D:)
@Macario and Argos
Argos goes in to attack the Ice Mephit as well. The Ice Mephit is still stuck in Macario's ghastly grasp. It does nothing short of wriggling, but most of its efforts won't do. It screams taunts at you guys into the hand that muffles it.
Swinging up with his mace, Argos attempts to wack it but instead on smacks through the ghostly hand, effectively freeing the Mephit from Macario's grasp as it now flies around giddily between you two. Its ice wings seem to make a buzz that reminds you of a mosquito.
<---- me irl slow reader, even slower writer easily jumpy thanks for being patient
DM: Drakkenheim Mind and Matter + Blood Secrets + What's in the Here and Now;
Player: Dragonlance
“I was in the other room,” Macario replies, a bit annoyed. “You’re the one that ran off!” He releases his hold on the ghostly hand now tangled up with Argos and summons another, determined to get back to the real hotel and start looking for some actual answers.
[[ Chill touch 18 to hit the mephit, 6 necrotic damage. BA healing word to Argos for 6 hp. ]]
@Argos and Macario
End of Encounter
((Man Argos is so sassy omg))
The Ice Mephit screams in Macario's grasp. Its face shifted across a whole spectrum of emotions before the ice caved in and the necrotic damage took hold. With the sound of confetti exploding, it blasts apart into sharp long jagged pieces. You both manage to duck, but unfortunately each of you were still in the way (looks like the Mephit knew just where to place itself before it died) and it pierces through your skin just a little. It feels like a rain of glass. A hail storm.
You are now left alone in the lobby with just yourselves. It is now you start to notice that none of you even have shadows anymore. Nothing casts a shadow in this parallel dimension.
((oh whoops sorry I forgot to reply from before but that's cool. feats are always in clutch))
<---- me irl slow reader, even slower writer easily jumpy thanks for being patient
DM: Drakkenheim Mind and Matter + Blood Secrets + What's in the Here and Now;
Player: Dragonlance
"Ohhh look once I said it you wanted to do something." He completely ignored the running allegations. "At least it died-"
(as lil ol me said, a r g o s s i n g !)
"Seriously? That's all you have to say after I come in, kill that elemental, and heal you? Do you know what's at stake here? Do you even know where we are?" Macario almost has to restrain himself to keep from summoning more death magic to just be done with the elf. He's important somehow. We both are, he thinks to himself.
"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-" Argos droned off.
"Well, no- but I'm assuming we're still at the hotel!"
Macario takes a breath, calming himself down a bit. "Look around you. Does this feel like the hotel? Or even like the real world? Because it's not." He pauses for a second, looking around the lobby for any differences like those he'd noticed in the ballroom (perception 21).
He turns back to Argos. "What did the shadows say to you?"
Argos looked around. (Percept 22) Now he realized. "Oh..."
"I think they said, Buddy was in great hands, they cant hurt us, something about a prison... Not interfere with mortal affairs... I forgot the rest."
@Macario and Argos
((Oh whoops Argos didn't hear some of those things, but you know what I'm gonna say you can and that the shadows kind of had an echoing thing to it where like you can accidentally pick up on other conversations if you listened closely enough which Argos did now. boom canon))
Looking around the lobby it looks almost the same but not quite. All of the books and magazines that were on the tables have been switched to ones with blank covers- except for that last one that the shadow had picked up. It depicts a self-help guide for those stuck in between planes (quite literally the title). The front cover, along with the title in comic sans, has a swirl of different colors (purple, yellow, green, blue and behind a darkness) representing possibly a nebula or some sort or maybe they were just trying to be fancy.
All the snow that had been in the lobby is now melted. Some of it formed the little annoying ice mephit. The rest? It became some sort of sludge. It swirls just like that nebula but less opaque. A sort of tinted mirror pool. Inside the sludge comes muffled high pitched ringing like a thousand bells. It wasn't doing that a minute ago.
The doors in the front of the lobby are also flung wide open. The outside is just pure white like as if in a blizzard but strangely enough no snow gets blown in. You can see out definitely looks like snow. It moves around like its blowing, but even if it looks like it heads into the door it unnaturally doesn't get through as if watching through a screen. But still it makes the whole room feel cold. Frostbitingly cold.
@Macario
Somehow... you can just feel it... but it seems like this realm is dying. All around you feels like a sickening sweetness that has been festering in the sun, especially emanating from the bark of the tree trunk. It reminds you of something overripe. The smell of old bananas.
You can also hear the voices of those in the sludge pit. It is not just bells but it is more whining... crying. These are little voices call out "help! help!" in Infernal.
@Argos
Sadly, you don't see the feather path anymore. The trial has gone cold.
<---- me irl slow reader, even slower writer easily jumpy thanks for being patient
DM: Drakkenheim Mind and Matter + Blood Secrets + What's in the Here and Now;
Player: Dragonlance
“We need to get out of here. This realm is dying, and there’s something important going on back at the real hotel.” He looks briefly at the magazine where the shadow had been before. “The shadows won’t hurt us but there could be more mephits or worse things lurking. Stay close.” Without looking to see if Argos is following, Macario heads for the elevators, the shadows of the realm seeming to cling to him and follow him as he moves (symbiotic entity).
Argos started to sweat a little since the feathers were gone.
"How did we even get here..." Argos followed Macario, he's not risking another solo fight.
"It's some sort of prison," Macario says as he walks across the lobby with the elf following him. "It's connected to Sesisah, which is why the shadows were friendly and why I can sort of manipulate things here. I think she may have brought us here to warn us. Something escaped today. Something dangerous."
*does brodir know if there are any animals around?*
hi
mourn the flumph. enter the galaxy, join the planetscape! yep. do you like ravenloft?
new thread coming eventually.
bye
"WARN US BY PUTTING US IN A PRISON!? Argos shouted frustratedly, only stopping when he said something dangerous escaped. "W-Wait? We don't need to defeat it right? Can someone else do it-"
As they arrive at the elevators, Macario turns back to face Argos. "Argos. Whoever brought us here, whether it was Sesisah or another one of the gods, did so for a reason. The ballroom had a picture, some big monster, and in front of it were four figures. I know one of them was me, and I'd bet my sword that another one of them was you. I'm not sure why, but this isn't something for someone else to do. It's up to us. Inra is involved somehow, but I'm not sure whether she's on our side or if something is using her..." He kind of trails off, remembering the vision he'd had while wearing the mask.
"Oooo I have a figure? I knew I was known a bit but not this known~"
"C-Can I tell you something?" Argos asked once the Irna topic came up
(oh hey 100th)