(Action) Cast Cure Wounds (2nd level) on Sarűmir --> Heals 17 points --> Sarűmir is now at 27/31 HP
(Bonus Action) Use Spiritual Weapon (42 seconds left) @Haze Hulk 2 9 < 15 AC A Miss. ---> Haze Hulk 2 takes no damage
Spiritual Weapon: Gone
End of Round: With -5/15 HP Aster is knocked unconscious
Twinkleblossum (28/28 HP)
Fly downwards 30 ft
(Action) Attack @Gibbering Mouther with Dagger 20 > 9 AC A Hit. ---> Gibbering Mouther takes 14 piercing damage ---> Gibbering Mouther is now at 13/67 HP
(Action) Attack @Gibbering Mouther with Dagger 16 > 9 AC A Hit. --> Gibbering Mouther takes 9 piercing damage ---> Gibbering Mouther is now at 4/67 HP
Gibbering Mouther (27/67 HP)
(Recharge Blinding Spittle 5-6) 6 A Success. ---> It does recharge Blinding Spittle
Move 10 ft diagonally northeast
End of Round: 4/67 HP
Haze Hulk 1 (89/95 HP)
Move 15 ft north and 20 ft east
(Action) Attack @Sanimar with Slam 8 + 7 = 15 < 17 AC A Miss. ---> Sanimar takes no damage
(Multiattack) Attack @Sarűmir with Slam 19 + 7 = 26 > 17 AC A Hit ---> Sanimar takes 14 bludgeoning damage --> Sanimar is now at 16/30 HP
(Recharge Hurl Fetid Flesh 5-6) 6 A Success. ---> It does recharge Hurl Fetid Flesh
Move 40 ft north
(Action) Attack @Aster with Slam 15 + 7 = 22 > 16 AC A Hit. ----> Aster takes 14 bludgeoning damage ---> Aster is now at -5/15 ---> Aster is knocked unconscious
(Action) Attack @Sanimar with Slam 7 + 7 = 14 < 17 AC A Miss. ---> Sanimar takes no damage
Going to help their fallen friend, both Aster and Sanimar rush up to the dying blood hunter. Soaked in a pile of his own blood he lays there hardly breathing. Sanimar tucks her crossbow with on arm and with the other outstretched she whisper the words of healing to Sarűmir. Some of the wounds start to close up. You know then he isn't dead yet. With his amulet, Aster comes forward still running. As he says those words the blood starts to soak into the very earth and the unconscious man stirs. At the same time Aster uses his spectral sword to slice through the stomach of the monstrous Haze Hulk who is also now bolting towards them (no sigh of ever a reprieve).
The one without legs crawls forward. That haze hulk is no slowpoke either it too manages to get quickly to Sanimar in just 3 seconds flat. Not recognizing that the man he had just knocked over was now coming back to life, it raises its fist up at Sanimar. For all it knows the one who first attacked it was dead. Just. Like. It. Dead dead. "Hur gurr a gur."It murmurs, slamming down that hard ball of fury towards the small dwarf. It lands in front of her feet instead. Infuriated it raises its fist once again. This time it crushes through even the hardest parts of her armor.
In just seconds the second haze hulk is towering over Aster and Sanimar. Bringing its left fist up it slams it down hard on the elf's head. He drops to his knees then falls face first into the ground. The spectral sword dissipates from the air with a light energy buzz. "Hurh hur." The second haze hulk chortles (its own form of a little taunt). It raises its right hand once again only to miss once it realized it was cut clean off. It huffs, but shuffles closer. The trio turned duo of adventurers are now surrounded.
The gibbering mouther, upset by the group's yelling trudges closer. Its tendrils stick and unstick from the surface, edging its way towards the ones standing upright. It flashes back a snarl at Twinkleblossum who flies just so far of out reach. "KARACK KArcack."It hollers, teeth chattering. Then it meanders its way forward. Suddenly a dagger sticks it right in the back and its body just shifts 350. "ACK ACK ACRAWK!"Then again, another dagger. The two daggers both land directly into its largest eye stalks. It closes them both but the dagger sting must hurt as those eye stalks slowly darken and fall off. They plop to the ground along with your daggers that also were reduced to a puddle. "NARAICK!!!"It whole body wobbles.
((Oh whoops sorry but Sarűmir couldn't do anything in this round. Now in Round 4 he can but since he was unconscious at the start he couldn't take a turn!))
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((Oh whoops sorry but Sarűmir couldn't do anything in this round. Now in Round 4 he can but since he was unconscious at the start he couldn't take a turn!))
(Oh, whoops. That's my bad, I thought we had moved on to the next round. Should I repost his action?)
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Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
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(Part 1)
Twinkleblossum throws another dagger at the red blob.
Attack: 13 Damage: 8 piercing damage and 6 from hunter's mark.
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"A rightful place awaits you in the Realms Above, in the Land of the Great Light. Come in peace, and live beneath the sun again, where trees and flowers grow."
— The message of Eilistraee to all decent drow.
"Run thy sword across my chains, Silver Lady, that I may join your dance.”
Twinkleblossum hovers in place and calls out to anyone who may be inside the structure.
"If you continue to do nothing to help I will burn the walls down and let these monsters rampage!"
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"A rightful place awaits you in the Realms Above, in the Land of the Great Light. Come in peace, and live beneath the sun again, where trees and flowers grow."
— The message of Eilistraee to all decent drow.
"Run thy sword across my chains, Silver Lady, that I may join your dance.”
(Action) Attack @Gibbering Mouther with Dagger 7 < 9 AC A Hit. ---> Gibbering Mouther takes no damage
(Intimidation check) 5
(Persuasion check) 17
Gibbering Mouther (4/67 HP)
End of Round: Dead
Haze Hulk 1 (89/95 HP)
Move 15 ft north and 20 ft east
(Action) Attack @Sanimar with Slam 11 + 7 = 18 > 17 AC A Hit. ---> Due to Sanctuary needs a Wisdom Save of 15 DC --->Haze Hulk 1 rolled a NAT 20?! oh + 1 =21 --> Sanimar takes 14 bludgeoning damage --->Sanimar is now at 2/30 HP
(Multiattack) Attack @Sarűmir with Slam 7 + 7 = 14 < 17 AC A Miss ---> Sanimar takes no damage
(Action) Attack @Lara with Slam 13 + 7 = 20 > 16 AC A Hit. ----> Lara takes 14 bludgeoning damage ---> Lara is now at -13/31 ---> Lara is knocked unconscious again :(
(Multiattack) nothing... nothing is within reach
((sorry @deaconblu for botting Lara for a bit))
Fully healed from his injuries, Sarűmir bolts out of harm's way, taking himself to the farthest corners of the battle. There he gets to catch his breathe as the wounds slowly heal. Sanimar, taking quick precautions surrounds herself in the Sanctuary's bubble. The electrostatic force field frizzes up what is left of the monster's hair. It doesn't care to notice. It also makes Aster have a really weird hairstyle, though he's too unconscious to see it. Luckily, Sanimar is spared from its silly side effects.
She moves towards Aster, her bubble following with her and with a small 'blub' it engulfs the two.
Sanimar checks Aster's pulse and sees he is still breathing. Thud. The raging haze hulk slams down upon the sides of force field. Reeling back its fist it holds it up to itself, twisting and turning its wrist. Sanimar lightly lifts up the elf to sit up, but as soon as she does that she sees that it only causes more blood to seep out of his shirt. Setting him back down, she wraps around a small piece of cloth around his forehead where the head trauma was. She manages to stabilize him.
Then again another thump is head. The haze hulk slams down its fist once again. It shatters through the force field, forcing its fist smack upon her spine from behind. It causes her to fall to her right, face down to eat dirt. Slowly it brings its hand back up. The cracks in the force field rebuild itself as the haze hulk rolls its shoulders. "Hurh hurh hurh."
Yelling, the fairy shouts out to the dwarves in the structure.
"If you continue to do nothing to help I will burn the walls down and let these monsters rampage!"
She throws another dagger at the Gibbering Mouther. It instead misses, landing next to the iron gate with a few clinks before it hits the ground. The first dwarf you met turns to you. She is holding her axes by bottom of the cannon tower."WHAT?" She yells out, putting her hand to her ear. The other dwarves are scattered about, each helping the ones who got burnt.
"What?!"She marches towards you."You're the one who came here in the middle of night, boy!" She shakes her head. A resounding roar comes again from the outskirts of the town. You hear wings beat against the stale air. "We ain't done yet!"She shouts.
The dwarf with the black cloak and trenchcoat moves away from the group and comes forward."Don't think the place's been fireproofed? This isn't the first time we've be seeing this."The chimera's now floating above the spot where it got hit and shakes its head- all three of them. It belts out at least three different battlecries.
A piercing shout."Mordecai?!"
"What?"
The dwarven woman nods with her head a way to go."Places, people, places!" She turns back to look up at you.
"Hands full." She shrugs. "Waiting 'til you finished them off then let you in- before the others come."
First, Sarűmir is to hear it. Then so do all of you. Low moaning screeches of the undead. Shaky footsteps upon the cobblestone. More is coming.
Lara, having slowly regained her senses, coughs a bit before she stands up. She puts her shield down to get a foothold, then pulls herself up with a grunt. Swinging her longsword over her shoulder she charges. The blood seeping down her forehead, the bruised and battered rib-cage, and the sprained ankle is of no match for her. You know when you get up and just go on pure adrenaline. Yeah. That's what it's like for her. The paladin moves past the shrieking wails and shouts of the gibberer ("ReKAR CRAKAK! Eeck eck!"). Past its doughy exterior. The biting flesh going on upon her ankles. She doesn't care. She plows through, sidestepping each mouth.the wind is in her face as she brings down her longsword upon it. The gibbering mouther shouts.
"ECuCK CUACk EEUP ACK ACK!"
Its silvery blade slices down upon its interior, cutting through the toothy tendrils and eye stalks before it gets a clean cut across the other side. There is almost no acidic residue on the sword itself, albeit a bit, for now the point is dull and melted. Though, the rest of it fine. Clean as a whistle. The gibbering mouther's body slumps to the floor. It stops wailing.
Huffing, Lara lays down the sword by the ankles, the blood trickling out of her mouth.
Behind her something rattles. The chains of the fence. The hulking monster tramples through. For such a big thing it is swift. It slams down its fist upon Lara just as soon as she got a good look, and bang! The paladin is down on the floor. The pile of blood grows thicker.
Round 4 ends.
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Sarűmir growls loudly, obviously very angry. He shouts at the watchtower and says, "Use that goddamn cannon to fire on these monstrosities, or I will personally murder ALL of you!" He whips out his crossbow and fires off a shot at H2, and he also uses his Crimson Rite to make the hulk take an extra 1 cold damage.
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
(After a creature bypasses Sanctuary, they need to make a normal attack vs Sanimar's AC)
((Oh yeah it got a nat 20 to bypass and then its attack roll was 11 + 7 = 18 so that did hit as a normal attack. Sorry for the confusion. That was the order of the dice but I just wrote it that way. ))
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Twinkle Blossum moves the Hunter's Mark to H2 and flies down 30 feet toward the Haze Hulk so she is now 15 feet above the ground. She uses her free action to draw a dagger and her action to draw another so that she now has a dagger in each hand (ooc: unless that's not allowed then she only has 1 dagger in hand.)
"The red blob thing is dead! How tough are these hulking things?"
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"A rightful place awaits you in the Realms Above, in the Land of the Great Light. Come in peace, and live beneath the sun again, where trees and flowers grow."
— The message of Eilistraee to all decent drow.
"Run thy sword across my chains, Silver Lady, that I may join your dance.”
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Gaining a second wind, Aster pushes himself to his feet.
“Thanks for the save back there!” he says to Sanimar before joining her in moving southwest 30 ft. He chants and clutches his amulet while running before tagging Sanimar with Cure Wounds for his Action.
(Action) Attack @Twinkleblossum with Hurl Fetid Flesh
Twinkleblossum Constitution Save: 5 + 2 = 7 < 14 DC A Fail. ---> Twinkleblossum takes 14 necrotic damage --> Twinkleblossum is now at 14/28 HP
Sanimar and Aster both make a run for it towards Sarűmir's position. They exchange healing rites with each other. First from Sanimar, then next from Aster. Sarűmir, on the other hand, takes a shot at the haze hulk who is now happening to be trailing at them. His crossbow falls short as it hits the side of the ground near where Lara is laying. Only few inches closer and it would be considered friendly fire.
He makes the threat towards the watchtower dwarves who are busy readying a shot at the chimera above them. The draconic head screeches while the lion roars. The goat bleats out something unintelligible. It shoots flames at the cannon while the dwarves scatter then run back again. Seemingly enough, the cannon and surrounding area doesn't burst into flame. One dwarf who hasn't spoke yet gives Sarűmir a look of indignation, putting his hands up with a grimace.
"We're kinda busy here you know too!" Lunging forward to set fire to the wick, the cannon soon roars its own cry as well and an orb of metal smacks down upon the chimera's side. "We will. It's just-" The chimera is pushed back a few meters before the beat of its wings resume. It flies forward. The dwarves brace for impact. "You're the ones who came in the middle of the night. Everyone knows that's the worst time to come! Ay ay ay."
The fairy switches her mark on her hunt, springing it from the now dead gibber to the haze hulk running towards her. She gets out her two dagger but it is too little too late as the hulk reaches into its stomach and throws out its putrid flesh at her, singeing her wings and her whole body in organs that smell like rot and death. It also burns too. It feels like somehow threw hot water at her. It burns right through her armor and sizzles her own flesh.
The paladin, still on the ground, has her breath slow down a bit.
Sarűmir shouts to Sanimar and Aster, saying, "Sanimar, Aster! Go help Lara, I'll take care of these disgusting monstrosities!" He then takes another shot at H2 with his crossbow.
Attack: 20
Damage: 7
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Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
Going to help their fallen friend, both Aster and Sanimar rush up to the dying blood hunter. Soaked in a pile of his own blood he lays there hardly breathing. Sanimar tucks her crossbow with on arm and with the other outstretched she whisper the words of healing to Sarűmir. Some of the wounds start to close up. You know then he isn't dead yet. With his amulet, Aster comes forward still running. As he says those words the blood starts to soak into the very earth and the unconscious man stirs. At the same time Aster uses his spectral sword to slice through the stomach of the monstrous Haze Hulk who is also now bolting towards them (no sigh of ever a reprieve).
The one without legs crawls forward. That haze hulk is no slowpoke either it too manages to get quickly to Sanimar in just 3 seconds flat. Not recognizing that the man he had just knocked over was now coming back to life, it raises its fist up at Sanimar. For all it knows the one who first attacked it was dead. Just. Like. It. Dead dead. "Hur gurr a gur." It murmurs, slamming down that hard ball of fury towards the small dwarf. It lands in front of her feet instead. Infuriated it raises its fist once again. This time it crushes through even the hardest parts of her armor.
In just seconds the second haze hulk is towering over Aster and Sanimar. Bringing its left fist up it slams it down hard on the elf's head. He drops to his knees then falls face first into the ground. The spectral sword dissipates from the air with a light energy buzz. "Hurh hur." The second haze hulk chortles (its own form of a little taunt). It raises its right hand once again only to miss once it realized it was cut clean off. It huffs, but shuffles closer. The trio turned duo of adventurers are now surrounded.
The gibbering mouther, upset by the group's yelling trudges closer. Its tendrils stick and unstick from the surface, edging its way towards the ones standing upright. It flashes back a snarl at Twinkleblossum who flies just so far of out reach. "KARACK KArcack." It hollers, teeth chattering. Then it meanders its way forward. Suddenly a dagger sticks it right in the back and its body just shifts 350. "ACK ACK ACRAWK!" Then again, another dagger. The two daggers both land directly into its largest eye stalks. It closes them both but the dagger sting must hurt as those eye stalks slowly darken and fall off. They plop to the ground along with your daggers that also were reduced to a puddle. "NARAICK!!!" It whole body wobbles.
Slowly the paladin begins to wake up.
Round 3 ends.
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DM: Drakkenheim Mind and Matter + Blood Secrets + What's in the Here and Now;
Player: Dragonlance
((Oh whoops sorry but Sarűmir couldn't do anything in this round. Now in Round 4 he can but since he was unconscious at the start he couldn't take a turn!))
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DM: Drakkenheim Mind and Matter + Blood Secrets + What's in the Here and Now;
Player: Dragonlance
Sanimar recoils in pain and curses in dwarvish. She then chants and cast sanctuary as a bonus action enveloping her in a protective field.
If any enemy attack her they must pass Wis Save DC 15 to bypass Sanctuary.
For her main action she does what she can to stabilize Aster
Medicine Check
17 rolled in game log
(Oh, whoops. That's my bad, I thought we had moved on to the next round. Should I repost his action?)
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
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((Nah it's all good. You don't gotta repost unless you want to change your actions, which is cool))
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Player: Dragonlance
(Part 1)
Twinkleblossum throws another dagger at the red blob.
Attack: 13 Damage: 8 piercing damage and 6 from hunter's mark.
(Part 2)
Twinkleblossum hovers in place and calls out to anyone who may be inside the structure.
"If you continue to do nothing to help I will burn the walls down and let these monsters rampage!"
Death Save: 1
((I don't know what's up with the line in the middle after Twinkleblossum's quote but ignore it it's not supposed to be there and I can't edit :( ))
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Player: Dragonlance
((sorry @deaconblu for botting Lara for a bit))
Fully healed from his injuries, Sarűmir bolts out of harm's way, taking himself to the farthest corners of the battle. There he gets to catch his breathe as the wounds slowly heal. Sanimar, taking quick precautions surrounds herself in the Sanctuary's bubble. The electrostatic force field frizzes up what is left of the monster's hair. It doesn't care to notice. It also makes Aster have a really weird hairstyle, though he's too unconscious to see it. Luckily, Sanimar is spared from its silly side effects.
She moves towards Aster, her bubble following with her and with a small 'blub' it engulfs the two.
Sanimar checks Aster's pulse and sees he is still breathing. Thud. The raging haze hulk slams down upon the sides of force field. Reeling back its fist it holds it up to itself, twisting and turning its wrist. Sanimar lightly lifts up the elf to sit up, but as soon as she does that she sees that it only causes more blood to seep out of his shirt. Setting him back down, she wraps around a small piece of cloth around his forehead where the head trauma was. She manages to stabilize him.
Then again another thump is head. The haze hulk slams down its fist once again. It shatters through the force field, forcing its fist smack upon her spine from behind. It causes her to fall to her right, face down to eat dirt. Slowly it brings its hand back up. The cracks in the force field rebuild itself as the haze hulk rolls its shoulders. "Hurh hurh hurh."
Yelling, the fairy shouts out to the dwarves in the structure.
"If you continue to do nothing to help I will burn the walls down and let these monsters rampage!"
She throws another dagger at the Gibbering Mouther. It instead misses, landing next to the iron gate with a few clinks before it hits the ground. The first dwarf you met turns to you. She is holding her axes by bottom of the cannon tower. "WHAT?" She yells out, putting her hand to her ear. The other dwarves are scattered about, each helping the ones who got burnt.
"What?!" She marches towards you. "You're the one who came here in the middle of night, boy!" She shakes her head. A resounding roar comes again from the outskirts of the town. You hear wings beat against the stale air. "We ain't done yet!" She shouts.
The dwarf with the black cloak and trenchcoat moves away from the group and comes forward. "Don't think the place's been fireproofed? This isn't the first time we've be seeing this." The chimera's now floating above the spot where it got hit and shakes its head- all three of them. It belts out at least three different battlecries.
A piercing shout. "Mordecai?!"
"What?"
The dwarven woman nods with her head a way to go. "Places, people, places!" She turns back to look up at you.
"Hands full." She shrugs. "Waiting 'til you finished them off then let you in- before the others come."
First, Sarűmir is to hear it. Then so do all of you. Low moaning screeches of the undead. Shaky footsteps upon the cobblestone. More is coming.
Lara, having slowly regained her senses, coughs a bit before she stands up. She puts her shield down to get a foothold, then pulls herself up with a grunt. Swinging her longsword over her shoulder she charges. The blood seeping down her forehead, the bruised and battered rib-cage, and the sprained ankle is of no match for her. You know when you get up and just go on pure adrenaline. Yeah. That's what it's like for her. The paladin moves past the shrieking wails and shouts of the gibberer ("ReKAR CRAKAK! Eeck eck!"). Past its doughy exterior. The biting flesh going on upon her ankles. She doesn't care. She plows through, sidestepping each mouth.the wind is in her face as she brings down her longsword upon it. The gibbering mouther shouts.
"ECuCK CUACk EEUP ACK ACK!"
Its silvery blade slices down upon its interior, cutting through the toothy tendrils and eye stalks before it gets a clean cut across the other side. There is almost no acidic residue on the sword itself, albeit a bit, for now the point is dull and melted. Though, the rest of it fine. Clean as a whistle. The gibbering mouther's body slumps to the floor. It stops wailing.
Huffing, Lara lays down the sword by the ankles, the blood trickling out of her mouth.
Behind her something rattles. The chains of the fence. The hulking monster tramples through. For such a big thing it is swift. It slams down its fist upon Lara just as soon as she got a good look, and bang! The paladin is down on the floor. The pile of blood grows thicker.
Round 4 ends.
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DM: Drakkenheim Mind and Matter + Blood Secrets + What's in the Here and Now;
Player: Dragonlance
(After a creature bypasses Sanctuary, they need to make a normal attack vs Sanimar's AC)
Sarűmir growls loudly, obviously very angry. He shouts at the watchtower and says, "Use that goddamn cannon to fire on these monstrosities, or I will personally murder ALL of you!" He whips out his crossbow and fires off a shot at H2, and he also uses his Crimson Rite to make the hulk take an extra 1 cold damage.
He takes 3 necrotic damage as a result of this.
Attack: 20
Damage: 3
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
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((Oh yeah it got a nat 20 to bypass and then its attack roll was 11 + 7 = 18 so that did hit as a normal attack. Sorry for the confusion. That was the order of the dice but I just wrote it that way. ))
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Player: Dragonlance
(Thanks for clarifying that)
Sanimar cast Cure Wounds on Aster then she moves Southwest by 30ft.
Healing her 7 hp rolled in game log
End of Turn.
Twinkle Blossum moves the Hunter's Mark to H2 and flies down 30 feet toward the Haze Hulk so she is now 15 feet above the ground. She uses her free action to draw a dagger and her action to draw another so that she now has a dagger in each hand (ooc: unless that's not allowed then she only has 1 dagger in hand.)
"The red blob thing is dead! How tough are these hulking things?"
Gaining a second wind, Aster pushes himself to his feet.
“Thanks for the save back there!” he says to Sanimar before joining her in moving southwest 30 ft. He chants and clutches his amulet while running before tagging Sanimar with Cure Wounds for his Action.
Heal: 9
((@Weathervision yeah no problem! fixed it this round so it reads easier))
((@Brian_Avery I'll allow it! two daggers it is))
Lara Death Save: 5
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Player: Dragonlance
Sanimar and Aster both make a run for it towards Sarűmir's position. They exchange healing rites with each other. First from Sanimar, then next from Aster. Sarűmir, on the other hand, takes a shot at the haze hulk who is now happening to be trailing at them. His crossbow falls short as it hits the side of the ground near where Lara is laying. Only few inches closer and it would be considered friendly fire.
He makes the threat towards the watchtower dwarves who are busy readying a shot at the chimera above them. The draconic head screeches while the lion roars. The goat bleats out something unintelligible. It shoots flames at the cannon while the dwarves scatter then run back again. Seemingly enough, the cannon and surrounding area doesn't burst into flame. One dwarf who hasn't spoke yet gives Sarűmir a look of indignation, putting his hands up with a grimace.
"We're kinda busy here you know too!" Lunging forward to set fire to the wick, the cannon soon roars its own cry as well and an orb of metal smacks down upon the chimera's side. "We will. It's just-" The chimera is pushed back a few meters before the beat of its wings resume. It flies forward. The dwarves brace for impact. "You're the ones who came in the middle of the night. Everyone knows that's the worst time to come! Ay ay ay."
The fairy switches her mark on her hunt, springing it from the now dead gibber to the haze hulk running towards her. She gets out her two dagger but it is too little too late as the hulk reaches into its stomach and throws out its putrid flesh at her, singeing her wings and her whole body in organs that smell like rot and death. It also burns too. It feels like somehow threw hot water at her. It burns right through her armor and sizzles her own flesh.
The paladin, still on the ground, has her breath slow down a bit.
Round 5 ends.
<---- 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
Sarűmir shouts to Sanimar and Aster, saying, "Sanimar, Aster! Go help Lara, I'll take care of these disgusting monstrosities!" He then takes another shot at H2 with his crossbow.
Attack: 20
Damage: 7
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
Extended sig
Sanimar can no longer cast spells so she says "I cannot heal Lara but I can be a distraction for this meaty hulk"
She stands her ground and takes the Dodge Action.
Sanctuary Wis Save DC 15
End of Turn.