((The bugs don't have any weapons nope! but they each have different types of attack. the one you hit though has only melee though. ))
((I have updated the map so there is now squares. the divider line between the stage and the ground level is about 10 feet up.))
@Macario and Argos
The black hole above Argo's head reappears and you see the sigbin's head pop out. "It isn't a fish thing!" it shouts. And with that, it is gone.
Even Ernesto has to blink at the sight of that. Macario beats him in time to react. He takes towards the stage, draws out his dagger, and slits the between the armored plates of the masked bug person. At this point you can hardly even recognize it.
This was that swimshort-wearing tabaxi (Shorts). Its fur is ghastly white and matted too like if it got mange. Its face is sunken in, the mask only slightly protruding now. It looks nearly it is becoming skin... or now maybe chitin. It only manages a half-hearted growl before when you send your dagger piercing through its ribs. Then when you take the dagger out, the bug doubles over in a distorted hiss. It bares its fangs, longer and sharper than ever. It also has gotten a pair of pincer around when its chin would be. It babbles when the second wave of pain hits as your necrotic weapon's venom surges within its veins.
Macario (30/30 + 12 Temp HP)
(Action) Attack @Shorts with Dagger for 22 ----> Shorts takes 5 piercing + 2 necrotic damage ---> Shorts takes all 7 damage
(Reaction) Halo of Spores DC 13 CON Save or take 5 necrotic damage
Shorts lashes out in anger, it spit stinging your eyes when it yells. It goes and trying to take a swing at you with its claws but it is too late. Your shadows leap out from the scene, catching him in the dark. It cries out in fear.
The other bugs stare directly at you and that at it. You nearly see Pajamas trip onto one of the tables when it backs up away from you. The rest of the crowd watches in unison.
Then a cry erupts, a cheer. 'Whoop!' It starts off with just a holler until it metastasizes into something greater. A symphony of scrambling steps and fist pumps and some pounding on the exit doors. You would think that all the glass would break.
Suddenly, silence. The wave of dissent is trampled with just one stomp of Ernesto's foot.
The ringmaster just has one thing to say to that: "Get 'em."
Round 1 begins!
((also sorry if I got anything wrong with what you wanted to do because I can definitely edit this post))
Sidestepping the claw swipe from the swimshort-wearing bug creature, Macario continues his move to position the bug between him and the stage (10 ft. east), touching his amulet channeling the power of Sesisah once again as he says "Igtad." He stabs once again (16 to hit, 7 piercing and 2 necrotic damage), hoping to deal with this bug quickly so he can join Argos in facing Ernesto.
[[ Reaction on bugs' turn: DC 13 CON save or 7 necrotic damage to shorts (or the first enemy to move within 10 ft. of me if the dagger attack by some miracle took care of shorts). ]]
You try to control this dimension. It feels like holding onto sand. It flits and slips out of your metaphorical fingers. You feel it. You feel your mind strain to make something tangible.
Hiss.
You hear it come from behind you. You recognize this type of creature. A shadow snake. This time it is the real thing. You feel it attune itself to you. You gained a familiar.
((This is like the find familiar. You have control over it and it does what you say but this time it also can attack. it takes on poisonous snake stats))
"guess it didnt work. ah, well. hello, little one." brodir picks the snake up, coils it around his neck, and charges at the quickling, stabbing at it with his javelin. to hit:17, damage:5
(Action) Attack @Quickling (since Quickling makes it so that you have disadvantage but Snake helps it becomes a flat even roll) 17 > 16 AC A Hit. ---> Quickling takes 5 piercing damage
Quickling
(Multiattack Action 1)Attack @Brodir with Dagger 12 + 8 = 20 > 19 AC A Hit. ---> Brodir takes 8 piercing damage ---> Brodir is now at 15/15 + 2 Temp HP
(Multiattack Action 2) Attack @Brodir with Dagger 10 + 8 = 18 < 19 AC A Miss. ---> Brodir takes no damage
(Multiattack Action 3) Attack @Brodir with Dagger 2 + 8 = 10 < 19 AC A Miss. ---> Brodir takes no damage
End of Round: ((- 5 HP))
Mite
(Action) Cast Blood Boiling Hex on Brodir ---> While the creature is affected by this hex, whenever it makes an attack roll, an ability check, or a saving throw, it must roll a d6 and subtract the number rolled from the d20 roll. On any turn in which it suffers the effect of the hex, the target can attack an ally as a reaction, ignoring the effect of the hex when it does so. It can then ignore the effect of the hex until the end of its turn.
The world seems to be rotating around you. You may be standing still but you find yourself in a completely different position in the room. You charge at the quickling before it can even zoom away from you. Your javelin stabs through its shoulder and it stumbles back before making a run for it in the opposite corner which soon becomes your north. The wildly spinning landscape knocks at your senses.
The mite takes advantage of this, opening its wide toothy mouth and sending out a grizzly wail. It bellows from deep within its chest and its howls reverberates across this hellish landscape. It pops your ears, throwing you off balance.
"Misery loves company,"the tabaxi quips.
@Macario and Argos
From previous round
Shorts
(Reaction to Halo of Spores) CON Save: 17 > 13 Save. ---> Does not take the 5 necrotic damage.
Shorts tries to grab at you, clawing back at your grasp with nails longer than any tabaxi's should ever be. You feel it dig into your skin. Your shadows leap out in retaliation. Pool of dark black stain upon its pale white fur. "Krrrr?" It shakes its hands off your body, the shadows falling off its arms like drops of paint. This monetary confusion takes it off guard, thus letting you push it further back to the stage.
Round 1 begins!
Macario (30/30 + 12 Temp HP)
Move 10ft northeast diagonally
(Action) Attack @Shorts with Dagger for 16 A Hit. ---> Shorts takes 7 piercing and 2 necrotic damage
(Reaction when Dress attacks) ---> Guiding Bolt @Dress for 1 :( A Critical Fail. ---> Dress takes no damage
Dress
Move 10ft west then 5ft north and 15ft west again
(Multiattack Action 1) Attack @Argos with Venom Spray for 7 < 16 AC A Miss. ---> Argos takes no damage ---> Triggers Argos's Ready action
(Multiattack Action 2) Attack @Argos with Goo DC 10 CON Save or take 3 acid damage
Argos's CON Save 8 + 2 = 10 = 10 CON Save ---> Argos does not take 3 acid damage
Shorts
Move 10ft northeast diagonally
(Reaction from Macario's Halo of Spores) CON Save 8 < 13 Save A Failure. ---> Shorts takes 7 necrotic damage and is Very Bloodied (less than 25% HP left)
(Multiattack Action 1) Attack @Macario with Bite for nat 20! + 4 = 24 > 18 AC A Critical Hit. ----> Macario takes 4 x 2 = 8 piercing damage ---> Macario is now at 30/30 + 4 Temp HP
(Multiattack Action 2) Attack @Macario with Bite for 18 = 18 AC A Hit. ---> Macario takes 4 piercing damage ---> Macario is now at 30/30 HP
End of Round: Total HP lost ---> 21 HP
Pajamas
Move 15 ft southeast
(Multiattack Action 1) Attack @Macario with Venom Spray for 15 < 18 AC A Miss. ---> Macario takes no damage
(Multiattack Action 2) Attack @Macario with Bite for 8 < 18 AC A Miss. ---> Macario takes no damage
Macario touches his amulet, calling upon Sesisah's power flexibility and fluidity, one to make your own flow. He feels her hand guiding him in this moment. His dagger slices through the tabaxi's neck, causing it to choke on its own bile. In pain it bites down upon its own lips, its fangs near slicing through its own skin. It screams out.
It bites down upon Macario's arm, trying to loosen his grip. Its venom spreads throughout your body. It burns.
Your shadows beat you to it, sending tendrils out into the tabaxi's mouth, making it spit out the same globby mess. Wings twitching it, it lashes out again once more. Shorts grabs a hold of you arm and shoulder, missing your neck, but hitting muscle just the same. This time you feel its icy cold twinge from its pincers.
Behind you, you hear Dress fly up towards Argos. She bares her fangs at you even though you say you don't even want to fight. You bring your staff up to cast Guiding Bolt just as soon as she lunges out at you. Your bolt grazes over her shoulder when she jumps out of the way. "KRARRHH!" she hisses. With a puffed chest and full cheeks, she sprays out a stream of venom towards your way. It misses you by a few feet, causing a discoloration of the floor.
Making a few more hacking sounds, she again spits a glob of disgusting goo to your chest. It nearly pushes you off your feet but you feel it burn like acid. Luckily you had your armor there protecting you or that would have hurt a lot!
Back over at Macario, Pajamas joins the party. He zooms across the floor, shoving the few long stragglers out the way. Again you know what its about to do when it puffs up its chest and fills its mouth up with hot venom. You parry out the way which makes Shorts let go. It tumbles over itself with arms flailing to prevent from falling. This sends it right into the course of the spray, catching it right at the side of its face. If it wasn't already disfigured looking, it is now. Half its face in fur dissolves into steam.
Shorts hisses back at you in return not before Pajamas beats it to it. Pajama-man tries to go and take a bite of you as well but misses when Shorts elbows his face to the side. Probably seeing stars, Pajamas looks to Shorts in confusion. A second later they both bare their teeth at each other.
"Oh good. Going perfectly,"Ernesto deadpans.
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[[ Man, just the perfect amount of damage to get rid of my cool stuff from symbiotic entity :/ ]]
Feeling some of the protective shadows around him dissipate from the two hits, Macario slashes out wildly once more, the green flames still in his hand flowing down the dagger as it arcs towards the bug that just bit him (true strike18 to hit shorts for 4 radiant damage).
[[ If that kills shorts, Macario will move right up next to pajamas to hopefully give it disadvantage on the ranged attacks or get an attack of opportunity. If shorts is still kickin', he'll stay where he is and do halo of spores at the beginning of shorts' turn (13 CON or 3 necrotic).
Also just a tip, if you want to get the 2024 version of spells in the tooltip like for my bonus action jump or way improved true strike, use [spells] instead of [spell]. ]]
((noooo! aw sorry man. maybe there's a certain shadowy tabaxi who can help you get it back~))
((also thank you for the [spells] trick!!! ))
Round 2 begins!
Macario (30/30 HP)
Move 5ft northwest diagonally
(Action) Attack @Shorts with True Strike for 18 A Hit. ---> Shorts takes 4 radiant damage ---> Shorts is now DEAD
((GETS AN OPPORTUNITY ATTACK))
End of Round: 26/30 HP
Argos (24/24)
(Action) Attack @Dress with Quarterstaff for 5 A Miss. ----> Dress does not take damage
End of Round: 20/24 HP
Dress
Move 10ft up the stage then 15ft west
(Multiattack Action 1) Attack @Argos with Venom Spray for 21 > 16 AC A Hit. ---> Argos takes 4 poison damage ---> Argos is now at 20/24 HP
(Multiattack Action 2) Attack @Argos with Goo DC 10 CON Save or take 3 acid damage
Argos's CON Save 8 + 2 = 10 AGAIN = 10 CON Save ---> Argos does not take 3 acid damage
Shorts (Beginning of Round: Minus 21 HP)
End of Round: DEAD
Pajamas
Move 15 ft north and 5ft west away from Macario ---> Triggers Opportunity Attack
(Multiattack Action 1) Attack @Macario with Venom Spray for 7 < 18 AC A Miss. ---> Macario takes no damage
(Multiattack Action 2) Attack @Macario with Venom Spray for 20 > 18 AC A Miss. ---> Macario takes 4 poison piercing damage --> Macario is now at 26/30 HP
Macario slashes the one that just bit him. The bug-monster is caught off guard and can only just reach out when it finds the dagger lodged within its neck. It hacks a few words before collapsing. The mask on its face melts, just straight collapses into a purple gooey pool that drips off its face. You see those humanoid eyes that were hidden behind that mask. Its eyes just slightly closes before it turns to disintegrates into just slime. Without a word, you can tell it was a thanks.
Pajamas steps back, horrified. It takes two shots. One misses. The other hits you right in the face, splashing its the neon green venom. It tastes like acid.
Argos tries to take the one onstage. He misses completely. Dress retaliates with one of her own. The spray tastes like bitter apples. It hurts bad.
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Macario slashes at pajamas as it steps back, but is rattled by the death he's just witnessed and his blade finds only air. Death was a natural part of the cycle of life, but no man deserved to die in such a twisted way. Squeezing his eyes shut as the venom flies toward his face, he grimaces at the burning sensation before carefully opening them to survey the situation. Argos was fighting the third bug person up on the stage, dealing with a similar venom spray situation from the looks of it, and pajamas had now backed away from him slightly, leaving him free to move a bit. He needed to get closer to Ernesto, but they also needed more help. He points his dagger at the bug person who had just spit venom his direction and fires a burst of green fire from his hand down the length of the dagger (18 to hit, 6 fire damage) before leaping in the direction of the tabaxi receptionist cloaked in the strage shadow of the mastiff from earlier. He holds out his dagger to the tabaxi, offering it as a weapon. "Can you help?" He then moves back towards pajamas, placing himself between it and the tabaxi, empty hand outstretched and crackling with magic.
[[ 30 ft. leap to 1SW of Elias, then 20 ft. move to 2E of pajamas. ]]
(Action) Attack @Quickling (since Quickling makes it so that you have disadvantage but Snake helps it becomes a flat even roll) 17 > 16 AC A Hit. ---> Quickling takes 5 piercing damage
Quickling
(Multiattack Action 1)Attack @Brodir with Dagger 12 + 8 = 20 > 19 AC A Hit. ---> Brodir takes 8 piercing damage ---> Brodir is now at 15/15 + 2 Temp HP
(Multiattack Action 2) Attack @Brodir with Dagger 10 + 8 = 18 < 19 AC A Miss. ---> Brodir takes no damage
(Multiattack Action 3) Attack @Brodir with Dagger 2 + 8 = 10 < 19 AC A Miss. ---> Brodir takes no damage
End of Round: ((- 5 HP))
Mite
(Action) Cast Blood Boiling Hex on Brodir ---> While the creature is affected by this hex, whenever it makes an attack roll, an ability check, or a saving throw, it must roll a d6 and subtract the number rolled from the d20 roll. On any turn in which it suffers the effect of the hex, the target can attack an ally as a reaction, ignoring the effect of the hex when it does so. It can then ignore the effect of the hex until the end of its turn.
The world seems to be rotating around you. You may be standing still but you find yourself in a completely different position in the room. You charge at the quickling before it can even zoom away from you. Your javelin stabs through its shoulder and it stumbles back before making a run for it in the opposite corner which soon becomes your north. The wildly spinning landscape knocks at your senses.
The mite takes advantage of this, opening its wide toothy mouth and sending out a grizzly wail. It bellows from deep within its chest and its howls reverberates across this hellish landscape. It pops your ears, throwing you off balance.
"Misery loves company,"the tabaxi quips.
"shutit."
*would you say the tabaxi is an ally, given the enthrallment?*
((They're not really an ally per say but more of a trickster figure))
"Shutit."
The tabaxi purses their lips at that. Their already slit eyes narrow. They put their right hand up. Suddenly, the quickling, who has been out of sight the whole time due to moving so fast, comes skidding to a stop. What could've been mistaken for multiple quicklings turns out to be just one. The world abrupt slows to a halt.
The single quickling and the mite exchange glances. The tabaxi starts slowly walking towards you.
"I just wanted you to stay, albeit permanent. Why wouldn't you want that?" they ask so sincere. "Is there something I can do, like a rearrangement?"They look away wistfully. "Perhaps I should have been a better host..."They wave their fingers and suddenly you have on a top hat. "How about just a few more hours? Just stay for some coffee?"
A floating tree branch with the beans rises up from the ground below. The tabaxi nods their head with a smile, gesturing for you to take it.
(Action) Attack @Pajamas with Produce Flame for 18 A Hit. ---> Pajamas takes 6 fire damage
(Object Interaction) Hand Elias a dagger
End of Round: 26/30 HP
Argos (24/24)
(Action) Attack @Dress with Quarterstaff for 17 A Hit. ----> Dress takes 2 bludgeoning damage ((man finally a hit and the damage is so low :( the dice betray you man))
End of Round: 12/24 HP
The venom drips down from your forehead, slightly obscuring your vision. With a hiss, Pajamas steps back from Macario's unrelenting dagger, its eyes a straight shot forward. Your flames shoot outward, striking the man-turned-bug straight in the head. It has no time to react because your flames scorch its skin before it can see it. You would think it would duck with all its compounds eyes. It does not. Instead it makes a very human noise, one of pain, of agony. It comes from the back of its throat. It looks down upon itself in shock, shaky. There is a faint cry of 'no'. It steps back.
Rather than worried, Ernesto seems enthralled with all this action. A slight smirk crawls up the right side of his face as he watches this all with a clenched fist.
"Get hit will you?"Dress sneers at this and snaps at Argos with her fanged jaws. A quarterstaff catches her by the side, making her stumble and double over to stage-left on all fours. Her thick nails scrape across the floor on her way down to catch the landing. Instead, it makes awful nails-on-chalkboard type screeches. She stays there a few seconds with ragged breathes. Slowly, she lifts herself up only halfway, compound eyes focused on you.
You see her mouth open slightly before she sprays the same gunk all over you again. Dress's wings thrills to the tune the sound of a thousand cicadas. Though you see it coming, it hurts no less. It feels like being soaked in acid (which it is). It burns and it burns and it burns. The sound of her her wings beat against the sides of your brain.
Slipping through the crowd like a shadow, Macario's jump into the crowd goes unnoticed by Pajamas. The people around him follow your gaze when you turn to the receptionist. "Me? Why?" The tabaxi steps back with his hands up. The hairs on the back of his neck raise. He presses himself against the front of the stage and the wall. Elias's eyes falls onto the dagger."Can I...?"
He slowly reaches out. The shadows that outline him sort of stick out jagged. He nods with such a firmness. His claws nearly graze your fingers when he takes your dagger by the tip. You feel a transfer of power. You realize he never grabbed it but simply holds the dagger with you. The shadows around his hands snake from the dagger into you, and you feel it. Suddenly, you know that the shadow mastiff is there beside you. But, you can't really see it. You just feel its presence it. You know it. It is somehow split between you and Elias. You feel warm blanketed in Sesisah's power.
Elias takes your dagger and smiles. Something about it... seems familiar. You turn to position yourself between him and Pajamas. The bug-man is standing there waiting for you, claws outstretched. From the corner of your eye, you see that smirk on Elias. It's too long. His tail twitches. The smile is.... not right on his face. This- this is the same one you found on not-Eduardo. For some reason your magic lights up his face in such a way that makes him look so much younger, like a puppy (or in this case a kitten).
"RAGGGHHH!"
A sudden slam takes you by surprise. Pajamas pushes you to the wall and onto your back. It hisses in your ear as a warm, sticky goo drips from its mouth. Ernesto laughs. "On your knees." He takes Irna's staff (and with not a interjection from her) and wields it. He points it towards you, Macario. "There is only one way out."
Dress
Move 10 ft to the east
(Multiattack Action 1) Attack @Argos with Venom Spray for 16 = 16 AC A Hit. ---> Argos takes 4 poison damage ---> Argos is now at 16/24 HP
(Multiattack Action 2) Attack @Argos with Venom Spray for 18 > 16 AC A Hit. ---> Argos takes 4 poison damage ---> Argos is now 12/24 HP
End of Round: ((Minus 2 HP))
Pajamas
(Action) Shove Macario DC 13 STR/DEX Save or be prone
Macario's DC DEX Save 7 < 13 DC A Failure. ---> Macario is now prone
End of Round: ((Minus 6 HP))
((@Macario the Shadow Mastiff has basically fused with you, giving you the Shadow Blend ability the Shadow Mastiff has. So whoever is the wielder you can use a bonus action to become invisible, along with anything it is wearing or carrying. The invisibility lasts until you uses a bonus action to end it or until you attack or are incapacitated. Recharge is a d6 of 4-6. You can transfer this ability.
The shadow mastiff is only visible to you currently but not in Familiar form. It's just sort of there.))
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((They're not really an ally per say but more of a trickster figure))
"Shutit."
The tabaxi purses their lips at that. Their already slit eyes narrow. They put their right hand up. Suddenly, the quickling, who has been out of sight the whole time due to moving so fast, comes skidding to a stop. What could've been mistaken for multiple quicklings turns out to be just one. The world abrupt slows to a halt.
The single quickling and the mite exchange glances. The tabaxi starts slowly walking towards you.
"I just wanted you to stay, albeit permanent. Why wouldn't you want that?" they ask so sincere. "Is there something I can do, like a rearrangement?"They look away wistfully. "Perhaps I should have been a better host..."They wave their fingers and suddenly you have on a top hat. "How about just a few more hours? Just stay for some coffee?"
A floating tree branch with the beans rises up from the ground below. The tabaxi nods their head with a smile, gesturing for you to take it.
"very well." he takes the branch and conjures a mortar and pestle, grinding the beans into powder.
Macario springs back to his feet (15 ft. movement), glaring at Ernesto. "One way out? And what might that be?" The green fire still in his hand flares once more as he hurls it up toward the stage at Ernesto (11 to hit, used heroic inspiration to reroll for a 21 to hit for 8 fire damage). As the fire flies through the air, he pulls the shadows around him and vanishes (BA shadow blend) before leaping up onto the stage (remaining 15 ft. movement to end 5 spaces west of Ernesto or as close to that as I can get while keeping a little distance from him).
(Action) Attack @Ernesto with Produce Flame with advantage from Heroic Inspiration (first roll 11, second roll 21) 21 A Hit. ---> Ernesto takes 8 fire damage
(Bonus Action) Shadow Blend
Jump 10 ft up to the stage and 15 ft walking to keep a distance of 5 ft from Ernesto
End of Round:
Argos (24/24)
(Action) Cast Cure Wounds on himself for 10 HP ----> Argos is now at 22/24 HP
Persuasion: 6 - 1 = 5 :(
End of Round:
Dress snarls at Argos, snapping her teeth. Then, for just a moment though, she looks to him softly while he address his wounds, turning her head slightly as if considering his words. A quick tap of a staff on the wooden floor snaps her back to her senses as she lunges towards you with her maw wide open. Her mandibles open and close widely as she tries to tear at your face. The hacking of that vicious goo starts within the back of her throat. You see her almost frog-like throat sac fill up before it is sent spraying everywhere. Somehow... everywhere but you. Inra looks unfazed when some of that slobber spills on her.
Ernesto just laughs.
Dress goes again to spray at you but something throws her off track. The spikes at the back of her neck bristle. "Crcckk?" She stands up, alarmed. Her compound eyes turn to you then back at the empty spot next to her. She starts backing away from something. Her back near soon presses against the wall of the stage. "Crrrccck! Crrccck!"The call of her chirps raise in its intensity. Ernestos' eyes start to narrow.
"One way out? And what might that be?"
"Ah, my sweet Macario. How nice of you to ask,"Ernesto chides, looking at his fingernails. His voice raises in inflection at the word 'nice.' A sudden strike of green flame sends him reeling back. He clutches his stomach in distress. The ends of his mouth curl up in a grimace. "To think I would have thought it would have been too easy."
"No matter. I do love a challenge."He seems to be rambling more to himself that at either of you. "Ahem."He clears his throat out whilst he straights out his now smoldering jacket. "I would say to join me, but I'm guessing it's out of reach now." His eyes begin to search the crowd once he realizes that you've gone. "You know what I want, pest. You've heard my story."He huffs at the last part, nostrils flaring and teeth bared. He starts his way turning in a circle, arms out, looking for source of the sound. "Freedom."
"Freedom. That's all it ever was."Inra takes a step back to keep watch. Her eyes begin to focus on Argos then at the source of Dress' distress. She hunches her back closer. Her eyes lock back onto her staff than back at the empty spot.
Pajamas makes his way over to the stage, hovering a few feet up with eyes at floor level. Macario, you spot Elias crawling around the back of the stage, ears and back flat pressed against the wall. He gestures for you to 'go' while he continues to sneak up further.
"I've always wanted to ask you. Why?" Ernesto looks over at Argos now. "Why bother?"
Dress ((Minus 2 HP))
(Multiattack Action 1) Attack @Argos with Goo for 10 CON Save or take 3 acid damage
Argos' Con Save: 17 + 2 = 19 > 10 DC Con Save A Success. ---> Argos takes no damage
(Multiattack Action 2) Attack @Argos with Venom Spray for 7 < 16 AC A Miss. ---> Argos takes no damage
Move 25 ft to the west
((Her movement causes an opportunity attack for Argos if he so choose))
End of Round: ((Minus 2 HP))
Pajamas ((Minus 6 HP))
Perception Check: 3 - 2 = 1 ---> Does not perceive Macario
End of Round: ((Minus 6 HP))
Ernesto
End of Round: ((Minus 8 HP))
@Brodir
The tabaxi smiles once you accept their offering of peace. They walk their way towards you, then suddenly shiver. It takes them a few seconds before they recover. The quickling and the mite join in towards you in tow. "Making coffee bean... paste?"They look down at the powder, taking a squat."Oh. You know I wonder if we can ever make the beans not powder but into a form of glue."
The quickling is quick to add in some sort of comment but it is unintelligible due to the speed that it talks in. It goes in more slowly the second time after acknowledging the tabaxi's glances. "Inrawouldliketoknowwhatyouputinthere."It says rather quickly despite its efforts.
The tabaxi snaps back. "I did not! It's obviously some sort of powder." The mite flitters about their head aimlessly. "It is powder. Ah, what am I saying?"They sigh at their own cluelessness. "Time for the water."They pour some down from the black 'sky'. They pour the water straight into the motar and pestle without you consenting. The water turns out to be boiling hot. "Ah!" they shout, wiping their hand off of it, somehow in the mix of it, having gotten their hand inside. "Too hot."
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"Why bother with what?!" Argos questioned somewhat franticly.
He had actually noticed Dress now, backed up to a wall. A small smirk formed on his corner lip as he casts Guiding Bolt to hopefully finish her off. (At least in his opinion)
"With hope, I assume," Macario's voice rings out to Ernesto's left. Before the man can turn, another globule of green flame goes flying towards him (22 to hit with advantage from invisibility for 1 fire damage lol). Macario appears as the flame collides with Ernesto once more. "Perhaps you aren't fully human after all. Or at least you have forgotten what it is to be human. Quite simply, it's no bother at all." Shadows wrap around him once more as he finishes the thought (BA Shadow Blend). "It's just in our nature." Just as the words exit his mouth, he moves from his spot before Ernesto or anyone else can target him, quickly circling around towards Argos (ending 3 N of Inra using a 30 ft. leap from jump and the remaining 20 ft. of movement).
(Action) Attack @Ernesto with Produce Flame with advantage from Heroic Inspiration (first roll 11, second roll 21) 21 A Hit. ---> Ernesto takes 8 fire damage
(Bonus Action) Shadow Blend
Jump 10 ft up to the stage and 15 ft walking to keep a distance of 5 ft from Ernesto
End of Round:
Argos (24/24)
(Action) Cast Cure Wounds on himself for 10 HP ----> Argos is now at 22/24 HP
Persuasion: 6 - 1 = 5 :(
End of Round:
Dress snarls at Argos, snapping her teeth. Then, for just a moment though, she looks to him softly while he address his wounds, turning her head slightly as if considering his words. A quick tap of a staff on the wooden floor snaps her back to her senses as she lunges towards you with her maw wide open. Her mandibles open and close widely as she tries to tear at your face. The hacking of that vicious goo starts within the back of her throat. You see her almost frog-like throat sac fill up before it is sent spraying everywhere. Somehow... everywhere but you. Inra looks unfazed when some of that slobber spills on her.
Ernesto just laughs.
Dress goes again to spray at you but something throws her off track. The spikes at the back of her neck bristle. "Crcckk?" She stands up, alarmed. Her compound eyes turn to you then back at the empty spot next to her. She starts backing away from something. Her back near soon presses against the wall of the stage. "Crrrccck! Crrccck!"The call of her chirps raise in its intensity. Ernestos' eyes start to narrow.
"One way out? And what might that be?"
"Ah, my sweet Macario. How nice of you to ask,"Ernesto chides, looking at his fingernails. His voice raises in inflection at the word 'nice.' A sudden strike of green flame sends him reeling back. He clutches his stomach in distress. The ends of his mouth curl up in a grimace. "To think I would have thought it would have been too easy."
"No matter. I do love a challenge."He seems to be rambling more to himself that at either of you. "Ahem."He clears his throat out whilst he straights out his now smoldering jacket. "I would say to join me, but I'm guessing it's out of reach now." His eyes begin to search the crowd once he realizes that you've gone. "You know what I want, pest. You've heard my story."He huffs at the last part, nostrils flaring and teeth bared. He starts his way turning in a circle, arms out, looking for source of the sound. "Freedom."
"Freedom. That's all it ever was."Inra takes a step back to keep watch. Her eyes begin to focus on Argos then at the source of Dress' distress. She hunches her back closer. Her eyes lock back onto her staff than back at the empty spot.
Pajamas makes his way over to the stage, hovering a few feet up with eyes at floor level. Macario, you spot Elias crawling around the back of the stage, ears and back flat pressed against the wall. He gestures for you to 'go' while he continues to sneak up further.
"I've always wanted to ask you. Why?" Ernesto looks over at Argos now. "Why bother?"
Dress ((Minus 2 HP))
(Multiattack Action 1) Attack @Argos with Goo for 10 CON Save or take 3 acid damage
Argos' Con Save: 17 + 2 = 19 > 10 DC Con Save A Success. ---> Argos takes no damage
(Multiattack Action 2) Attack @Argos with Venom Spray for 7 < 16 AC A Miss. ---> Argos takes no damage
Move 25 ft to the west
((Her movement causes an opportunity attack for Argos if he so choose))
End of Round: ((Minus 2 HP))
Pajamas ((Minus 6 HP))
Perception Check: 3 - 2 = 1 ---> Does not perceive Macario
End of Round: ((Minus 6 HP))
Ernesto
End of Round: ((Minus 8 HP))
@Brodir
The tabaxi smiles once you accept their offering of peace. They walk their way towards you, then suddenly shiver. It takes them a few seconds before they recover. The quickling and the mite join in towards you in tow. "Making coffee bean... paste?"They look down at the powder, taking a squat."Oh. You know I wonder if we can ever make the beans not powder but into a form of glue."
The quickling is quick to add in some sort of comment but it is unintelligible due to the speed that it talks in. It goes in more slowly the second time after acknowledging the tabaxi's glances. "Inrawouldliketoknowwhatyouputinthere."It says rather quickly despite its efforts.
The tabaxi snaps back. "I did not! It's obviously some sort of powder." The mite flitters about their head aimlessly. "It is powder. Ah, what am I saying?"They sigh at their own cluelessness. "Time for the water."They pour some down from the black 'sky'. They pour the water straight into the motar and pestle without you consenting. The water turns out to be boiling hot. "Ah!" they shout, wiping their hand off of it, somehow in the mix of it, having gotten their hand inside. "Too hot."
brodir allows it to steep, then cools it down to a drinkable temperature with a casting of shape water
((the crustiest of crustaceans~ ))
((The bugs don't have any weapons nope! but they each have different types of attack. the one you hit though has only melee though. ))
((I have updated the map so there is now squares. the divider line between the stage and the ground level is about 10 feet up.))
@Macario and Argos
The black hole above Argo's head reappears and you see the sigbin's head pop out. "It isn't a fish thing!" it shouts. And with that, it is gone.
Even Ernesto has to blink at the sight of that. Macario beats him in time to react. He takes towards the stage, draws out his dagger, and slits the between the armored plates of the masked bug person. At this point you can hardly even recognize it.
This was that swimshort-wearing tabaxi (Shorts). Its fur is ghastly white and matted too like if it got mange. Its face is sunken in, the mask only slightly protruding now. It looks nearly it is becoming skin... or now maybe chitin. It only manages a half-hearted growl before when you send your dagger piercing through its ribs. Then when you take the dagger out, the bug doubles over in a distorted hiss. It bares its fangs, longer and sharper than ever. It also has gotten a pair of pincer around when its chin would be. It babbles when the second wave of pain hits as your necrotic weapon's venom surges within its veins.
Shorts lashes out in anger, it spit stinging your eyes when it yells. It goes and trying to take a swing at you with its claws but it is too late. Your shadows leap out from the scene, catching him in the dark. It cries out in fear.
The other bugs stare directly at you and that at it. You nearly see Pajamas trip onto one of the tables when it backs up away from you. The rest of the crowd watches in unison.
Then a cry erupts, a cheer. 'Whoop!' It starts off with just a holler until it metastasizes into something greater. A symphony of scrambling steps and fist pumps and some pounding on the exit doors. You would think that all the glass would break.
Suddenly, silence. The wave of dissent is trampled with just one stomp of Ernesto's foot.
The ringmaster just has one thing to say to that: "Get 'em."
Round 1 begins!
((also sorry if I got anything wrong with what you wanted to do because I can definitely edit this post))
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DM: Drakkenheim Mind and Matter + Blood Secrets + What's in the Here and Now;
Player: Dragonlance
Sidestepping the claw swipe from the swimshort-wearing bug creature, Macario continues his move to position the bug between him and the stage (10 ft. east), touching his amulet channeling the power of Sesisah once again as he says "Igtad." He stabs once again (16 to hit, 7 piercing and 2 necrotic damage), hoping to deal with this bug quickly so he can join Argos in facing Ernesto.
[[ Reaction on bugs' turn: DC 13 CON save or 7 necrotic damage to shorts (or the first enemy to move within 10 ft. of me if the dagger attack by some miracle took care of shorts). ]]
"guess it didnt work. ah, well. hello, little one." brodir picks the snake up, coils it around his neck, and charges at the quickling, stabbing at it with his javelin. to hit:17, damage:5
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Argos blinked at the fish thing comment. "Riiiiight..."
Argos kicked himself up, and then readies Guiding Bolt
"I didn't even want to fight!"
@Brodir
"No," the tabaxi grins. "This is my world too, you know. But I see you've already made friends."
The snake plops in your grasp and wraps around your neck. It flicks its tongue out without a hiss. It lazily blinks its eyes.
The world seems to be rotating around you. You may be standing still but you find yourself in a completely different position in the room. You charge at the quickling before it can even zoom away from you. Your javelin stabs through its shoulder and it stumbles back before making a run for it in the opposite corner which soon becomes your north. The wildly spinning landscape knocks at your senses.
The mite takes advantage of this, opening its wide toothy mouth and sending out a grizzly wail. It bellows from deep within its chest and its howls reverberates across this hellish landscape. It pops your ears, throwing you off balance.
"Misery loves company," the tabaxi quips.
@Macario and Argos
Shorts tries to grab at you, clawing back at your grasp with nails longer than any tabaxi's should ever be. You feel it dig into your skin. Your shadows leap out in retaliation. Pool of dark black stain upon its pale white fur. "Krrrr?" It shakes its hands off your body, the shadows falling off its arms like drops of paint. This monetary confusion takes it off guard, thus letting you push it further back to the stage.
Macario touches his amulet, calling upon Sesisah's power flexibility and fluidity, one to make your own flow. He feels her hand guiding him in this moment. His dagger slices through the tabaxi's neck, causing it to choke on its own bile. In pain it bites down upon its own lips, its fangs near slicing through its own skin. It screams out.
It bites down upon Macario's arm, trying to loosen his grip. Its venom spreads throughout your body. It burns.
Your shadows beat you to it, sending tendrils out into the tabaxi's mouth, making it spit out the same globby mess. Wings twitching it, it lashes out again once more. Shorts grabs a hold of you arm and shoulder, missing your neck, but hitting muscle just the same. This time you feel its icy cold twinge from its pincers.
Behind you, you hear Dress fly up towards Argos. She bares her fangs at you even though you say you don't even want to fight. You bring your staff up to cast Guiding Bolt just as soon as she lunges out at you. Your bolt grazes over her shoulder when she jumps out of the way. "KRARRHH!" she hisses. With a puffed chest and full cheeks, she sprays out a stream of venom towards your way. It misses you by a few feet, causing a discoloration of the floor.
Making a few more hacking sounds, she again spits a glob of disgusting goo to your chest. It nearly pushes you off your feet but you feel it burn like acid. Luckily you had your armor there protecting you or that would have hurt a lot!
Back over at Macario, Pajamas joins the party. He zooms across the floor, shoving the few long stragglers out the way. Again you know what its about to do when it puffs up its chest and fills its mouth up with hot venom. You parry out the way which makes Shorts let go. It tumbles over itself with arms flailing to prevent from falling. This sends it right into the course of the spray, catching it right at the side of its face. If it wasn't already disfigured looking, it is now. Half its face in fur dissolves into steam.
Shorts hisses back at you in return not before Pajamas beats it to it. Pajama-man tries to go and take a bite of you as well but misses when Shorts elbows his face to the side. Probably seeing stars, Pajamas looks to Shorts in confusion. A second later they both bare their teeth at each other.
"Oh good. Going perfectly," Ernesto deadpans.
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DM: Drakkenheim Mind and Matter + Blood Secrets + What's in the Here and Now;
Player: Dragonlance
[[ Man, just the perfect amount of damage to get rid of my cool stuff from symbiotic entity :/ ]]
Feeling some of the protective shadows around him dissipate from the two hits, Macario slashes out wildly once more, the green flames still in his hand flowing down the dagger as it arcs towards the bug that just bit him (true strike 18 to hit shorts for 4 radiant damage).
[[ If that kills shorts, Macario will move right up next to pajamas to hopefully give it disadvantage on the ranged attacks or get an attack of opportunity. If shorts is still kickin', he'll stay where he is and do halo of spores at the beginning of shorts' turn (13 CON or 3 necrotic).
Also just a tip, if you want to get the 2024 version of spells in the tooltip like for my bonus action jump or way improved true strike, use [spells] instead of [spell]. ]]
Argos got slightly frustrated and rushed to swing his staff at it hehaw.
(5 to hit and I'm not even gonna try to roll for damage cuz I think it missed-)
Macario slashes the one that just bit him. The bug-monster is caught off guard and can only just reach out when it finds the dagger lodged within its neck. It hacks a few words before collapsing. The mask on its face melts, just straight collapses into a purple gooey pool that drips off its face. You see those humanoid eyes that were hidden behind that mask. Its eyes just slightly closes before it turns to disintegrates into just slime. Without a word, you can tell it was a thanks.
Pajamas steps back, horrified. It takes two shots. One misses. The other hits you right in the face, splashing its the neon green venom. It tastes like acid.
Argos tries to take the one onstage. He misses completely. Dress retaliates with one of her own. The spray tastes like bitter apples. It hurts bad.
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DM: Drakkenheim Mind and Matter + Blood Secrets + What's in the Here and Now;
Player: Dragonlance
[[ Opportunity attack: nat 1 ]]
Macario slashes at pajamas as it steps back, but is rattled by the death he's just witnessed and his blade finds only air. Death was a natural part of the cycle of life, but no man deserved to die in such a twisted way. Squeezing his eyes shut as the venom flies toward his face, he grimaces at the burning sensation before carefully opening them to survey the situation. Argos was fighting the third bug person up on the stage, dealing with a similar venom spray situation from the looks of it, and pajamas had now backed away from him slightly, leaving him free to move a bit. He needed to get closer to Ernesto, but they also needed more help. He points his dagger at the bug person who had just spit venom his direction and fires a burst of green fire from his hand down the length of the dagger (18 to hit, 6 fire damage) before leaping in the direction of the tabaxi receptionist cloaked in the strage shadow of the mastiff from earlier. He holds out his dagger to the tabaxi, offering it as a weapon. "Can you help?" He then moves back towards pajamas, placing himself between it and the tabaxi, empty hand outstretched and crackling with magic.
[[ 30 ft. leap to 1SW of Elias, then 20 ft. move to 2E of pajamas. ]]
"shutit."
*would you say the tabaxi is an ally, given the enthrallment?*
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Argos then tries to swing again. "Get hit will you!?"
(17 to hit 2 damage)
@Brodir
((They're not really an ally per say but more of a trickster figure))
"Shutit."
The tabaxi purses their lips at that. Their already slit eyes narrow. They put their right hand up. Suddenly, the quickling, who has been out of sight the whole time due to moving so fast, comes skidding to a stop. What could've been mistaken for multiple quicklings turns out to be just one. The world abrupt slows to a halt.
The single quickling and the mite exchange glances. The tabaxi starts slowly walking towards you.
"I just wanted you to stay, albeit permanent. Why wouldn't you want that?" they ask so sincere. "Is there something I can do, like a rearrangement?" They look away wistfully. "Perhaps I should have been a better host..." They wave their fingers and suddenly you have on a top hat. "How about just a few more hours? Just stay for some coffee?"
A floating tree branch with the beans rises up from the ground below. The tabaxi nods their head with a smile, gesturing for you to take it.
@Argos and Macario
The venom drips down from your forehead, slightly obscuring your vision. With a hiss, Pajamas steps back from Macario's unrelenting dagger, its eyes a straight shot forward. Your flames shoot outward, striking the man-turned-bug straight in the head. It has no time to react because your flames scorch its skin before it can see it. You would think it would duck with all its compounds eyes. It does not. Instead it makes a very human noise, one of pain, of agony. It comes from the back of its throat. It looks down upon itself in shock, shaky. There is a faint cry of 'no'. It steps back.
Rather than worried, Ernesto seems enthralled with all this action. A slight smirk crawls up the right side of his face as he watches this all with a clenched fist.
"Get hit will you?" Dress sneers at this and snaps at Argos with her fanged jaws. A quarterstaff catches her by the side, making her stumble and double over to stage-left on all fours. Her thick nails scrape across the floor on her way down to catch the landing. Instead, it makes awful nails-on-chalkboard type screeches. She stays there a few seconds with ragged breathes. Slowly, she lifts herself up only halfway, compound eyes focused on you.
You see her mouth open slightly before she sprays the same gunk all over you again. Dress's wings thrills to the tune the sound of a thousand cicadas. Though you see it coming, it hurts no less. It feels like being soaked in acid (which it is). It burns and it burns and it burns. The sound of her her wings beat against the sides of your brain.
Slipping through the crowd like a shadow, Macario's jump into the crowd goes unnoticed by Pajamas. The people around him follow your gaze when you turn to the receptionist. "Me? Why?" The tabaxi steps back with his hands up. The hairs on the back of his neck raise. He presses himself against the front of the stage and the wall. Elias's eyes falls onto the dagger. "Can I...?"
He slowly reaches out. The shadows that outline him sort of stick out jagged. He nods with such a firmness. His claws nearly graze your fingers when he takes your dagger by the tip. You feel a transfer of power. You realize he never grabbed it but simply holds the dagger with you. The shadows around his hands snake from the dagger into you, and you feel it. Suddenly, you know that the shadow mastiff is there beside you. But, you can't really see it. You just feel its presence it. You know it. It is somehow split between you and Elias. You feel warm blanketed in Sesisah's power.
Elias takes your dagger and smiles. Something about it... seems familiar. You turn to position yourself between him and Pajamas. The bug-man is standing there waiting for you, claws outstretched. From the corner of your eye, you see that smirk on Elias. It's too long. His tail twitches. The smile is.... not right on his face. This- this is the same one you found on not-Eduardo. For some reason your magic lights up his face in such a way that makes him look so much younger, like a puppy (or in this case a kitten).
"RAGGGHHH!"
A sudden slam takes you by surprise. Pajamas pushes you to the wall and onto your back. It hisses in your ear as a warm, sticky goo drips from its mouth. Ernesto laughs. "On your knees." He takes Irna's staff (and with not a interjection from her) and wields it. He points it towards you, Macario. "There is only one way out."
((@Macario the Shadow Mastiff has basically fused with you, giving you the Shadow Blend ability the Shadow Mastiff has. So whoever is the wielder you can use a bonus action to become invisible, along with anything it is wearing or carrying. The invisibility lasts until you uses a bonus action to end it or until you attack or are incapacitated. Recharge is a d6 of 4-6. You can transfer this ability.
The shadow mastiff is only visible to you currently but not in Familiar form. It's just sort of there.))
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DM: Drakkenheim Mind and Matter + Blood Secrets + What's in the Here and Now;
Player: Dragonlance
"very well." he takes the branch and conjures a mortar and pestle, grinding the beans into powder.
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//DAS A LOTTA DAMAGE-//
Argos shook himself, trying to get the acid off of him.
He casts a Cure Wounds on himself and moves away from Dress. "Okay okay truce! I only said that for self-defense!"
(It rolled on 10)
Macario springs back to his feet (15 ft. movement), glaring at Ernesto. "One way out? And what might that be?" The green fire still in his hand flares once more as he hurls it up toward the stage at Ernesto (11 to hit, used heroic inspiration to reroll for a 21 to hit for 8 fire damage). As the fire flies through the air, he pulls the shadows around him and vanishes (BA shadow blend) before leaping up onto the stage (remaining 15 ft. movement to end 5 spaces west of Ernesto or as close to that as I can get while keeping a little distance from him).
@Argos and Macario
Dress snarls at Argos, snapping her teeth. Then, for just a moment though, she looks to him softly while he address his wounds, turning her head slightly as if considering his words. A quick tap of a staff on the wooden floor snaps her back to her senses as she lunges towards you with her maw wide open. Her mandibles open and close widely as she tries to tear at your face. The hacking of that vicious goo starts within the back of her throat. You see her almost frog-like throat sac fill up before it is sent spraying everywhere. Somehow... everywhere but you. Inra looks unfazed when some of that slobber spills on her.
Ernesto just laughs.
Dress goes again to spray at you but something throws her off track. The spikes at the back of her neck bristle. "Crcckk?" She stands up, alarmed. Her compound eyes turn to you then back at the empty spot next to her. She starts backing away from something. Her back near soon presses against the wall of the stage. "Crrrccck! Crrccck!" The call of her chirps raise in its intensity. Ernestos' eyes start to narrow.
"One way out? And what might that be?"
"Ah, my sweet Macario. How nice of you to ask," Ernesto chides, looking at his fingernails. His voice raises in inflection at the word 'nice.' A sudden strike of green flame sends him reeling back. He clutches his stomach in distress. The ends of his mouth curl up in a grimace. "To think I would have thought it would have been too easy."
"No matter. I do love a challenge." He seems to be rambling more to himself that at either of you. "Ahem." He clears his throat out whilst he straights out his now smoldering jacket. "I would say to join me, but I'm guessing it's out of reach now." His eyes begin to search the crowd once he realizes that you've gone. "You know what I want, pest. You've heard my story." He huffs at the last part, nostrils flaring and teeth bared. He starts his way turning in a circle, arms out, looking for source of the sound. "Freedom."
"Freedom. That's all it ever was." Inra takes a step back to keep watch. Her eyes begin to focus on Argos then at the source of Dress' distress. She hunches her back closer. Her eyes lock back onto her staff than back at the empty spot.
Pajamas makes his way over to the stage, hovering a few feet up with eyes at floor level. Macario, you spot Elias crawling around the back of the stage, ears and back flat pressed against the wall. He gestures for you to 'go' while he continues to sneak up further.
"I've always wanted to ask you. Why?" Ernesto looks over at Argos now. "Why bother?"
@Brodir
The tabaxi smiles once you accept their offering of peace. They walk their way towards you, then suddenly shiver. It takes them a few seconds before they recover. The quickling and the mite join in towards you in tow. "Making coffee bean... paste?" They look down at the powder, taking a squat."Oh. You know I wonder if we can ever make the beans not powder but into a form of glue."
The quickling is quick to add in some sort of comment but it is unintelligible due to the speed that it talks in. It goes in more slowly the second time after acknowledging the tabaxi's glances. "Inrawouldliketoknowwhatyouputinthere." It says rather quickly despite its efforts.
The tabaxi snaps back. "I did not! It's obviously some sort of powder." The mite flitters about their head aimlessly. "It is powder. Ah, what am I saying?" They sigh at their own cluelessness. "Time for the water." They pour some down from the black 'sky'. They pour the water straight into the motar and pestle without you consenting. The water turns out to be boiling hot. "Ah!" they shout, wiping their hand off of it, somehow in the mix of it, having gotten their hand inside. "Too hot."
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Player: Dragonlance
"Why bother with what?!" Argos questioned somewhat franticly.
He had actually noticed Dress now, backed up to a wall. A small smirk formed on his corner lip as he casts Guiding Bolt to hopefully finish her off. (At least in his opinion)
15 to hit
12 damage
[[ Shadow Blend Recharge: 6 ]]
"With hope, I assume," Macario's voice rings out to Ernesto's left. Before the man can turn, another globule of green flame goes flying towards him (22 to hit with advantage from invisibility for 1 fire damage lol). Macario appears as the flame collides with Ernesto once more. "Perhaps you aren't fully human after all. Or at least you have forgotten what it is to be human. Quite simply, it's no bother at all." Shadows wrap around him once more as he finishes the thought (BA Shadow Blend). "It's just in our nature." Just as the words exit his mouth, he moves from his spot before Ernesto or anyone else can target him, quickly circling around towards Argos (ending 3 N of Inra using a 30 ft. leap from jump and the remaining 20 ft. of movement).
//a whole 1 damage! w o o h o o//
brodir allows it to steep, then cools it down to a drinkable temperature with a casting of shape water
hi
mourn the flumph. enter the galaxy, join the planetscape! yep. do you like ravenloft?
new thread coming eventually.
bye