"Treasure room," Ne'haredowell repeats after Hastos after he repeated from Ororanna.
Hmm, he didn't expect a treasure room here. Maybe an alter or a shrine.... oh wait never mind that makes sense. Offerings. Remembering diamonds that were affixed to the zombies, he wonders how much this whole operation could have cost.
The haregon's ears droop at Sera's mention of the statue-minotaur. He wished he'd had been there more to help. Trying to think of a more uplifting situation, he agrees with Sera too, responding with thanks for the save from the cultists. "Thank you all. It is so good to have found you," he bows a bit. Then stiffens a little, remembering he's supposed to be some sort of 'Magus' according to Merkas, and straightens. "It means... much... to have been part of a team.. again."
He smiles before suddenly looking down, holding out the skull-mask in front of him as though inspecting it, averting his gaze to everyone expect the empty eye sockets of the deer-skull. It felt weird to make eye contact with them. Without the mask on his head, he feels exposed. Not to mention that half his gauze had been burned off. It is a good thing he is completely covered in fur.
Sighing and rubbing at his neck with his free hand, it cracks in a way he didn't intend to. "Ugh, I hope we do not have to do that again."
Heading along with the others he responds to Sera, “Yeah, we found treasure but they had some skeleton guarding it, had to scatter its bones before we could leave with anything nice, like this cloak, it feels lime it’s protecting me somehow, a statue smashed you? You look like you’re doing pretty good though, how ‘bout you Mr. Magus?”
"Huh?" He blinks. "Me? Oh, uh-"He makes face before recomposing himself; he hangs his shoulders. "I got sent to the broom closet."He looks over his shoulder at Sera while still avoiding any eye contact. "Thank you... back there. I truly owe you one."
You hasten your way towards the chamber with the disabled trap in it, to find four zombies have shambled in there. The symbols on their foreheads are glowing with white-hot flame, and they appear to be very disoriented... almost in pain.
Ororana, leading the way, slows to a halt and looks around nervously, as the symbols turn to ash and fall away. The zombies stop writhing and turn their hateful gaze towards Dawnbound. "Well..." Ororana chuckles, "shit."
The mouse on his shoulders nips at Nare to get his attention a second before the zombies actually get there. About to brush it off, he recognizes the threat and his face falls. 'Well shit, indeed.'
He nods along with Sera's sentiments. The shadows around him flare as he steadies himself for a fight.
Ororana nods, inpsired by Sera's words. Zombies.... comparatively an easy takedown. She doesn't have the same empathy for the fallen Dragon Army soldiers that Sera does, but after that last disheartening encounter, lopping off zombie heads sounded cathartic. And the treasure on the other side will make this whole haphazard mission worth it. Bubbling with magically boosted stamina, she spins her greataxe and locks into position, smiling in spite of their situation... diamonds, she thinks to herself.
“Not peaking honest” Merkas states as he ducks under Ororanas legs and starts into the zombies, Splinter glinting in the light of Seras sword. The first one drops after his dagger slashes across its abdomen, he spins around with the other dagger and slashes the thigh of the next one to drop its mass lower before imbedding the liberated cultist dagger into the soft spot just above the breastbone of the third zombie, between the collar bones, and leaves it there. “Sera, member how you burned up them others? Be a good idea to do the same to these guys”
Move in front of Ororana (square to right of her)
Splinter attack zombie yellow: To Hit = 17, Dmg = 6 Sneak Attack damage = 3 Total = 9
Move one more square right to just above zombie red.
Dagger attack zombie red: Expertise Nik: To Hit = 10, Dmg = 4
Bonus action attack zombie blue, Two weapon fighting dagger: To Hit= Nat 20 + 6 =26, Dmg = 2
Zombie Yellow shudders, and collapses to the floor, re-dead, before even being able to raise a clawed hand!
Zombie Yellow rolls CON Save (DC 20): 16 (Fails)
Merkas climbs onto the disabled trap (you gain high ground, and can attack with Advantage from that height), and slashes at Zombie Red's thigh! It wavers, its tendon severed, and drops to one knee but doesn't seem to have lost its desire to fight!
Zombie Red rolls CON Save (DC 9): 17 (Survives with 1 HP)
Merkas's cultist dagger stabs the diamond on the way through Zombie Blue's collar bone, which shunts it our of the Zombie's body, and it clinks and rolls across the floor! Zombie Blue snarls as the dagger digs in, then it sags to the floor.
Hrothbert_Neruca, that's a crit, so I'm gonna give it to you. Even for Zombies, these guys are weak, and I know the pain of rolling 1s on a crit. Zombie Blue is dead.
With only two zombies remaining, Ororana charges in, roaring! She takes a diagonal sweep at Zombie Red's dessicated neck, and the head flies off in a high spiral, flinging rancid gore like fetid fireworks until it splats to the ground! The zombie body collapses to the floor in a crumbled pile of flesh and bone.
Ororana Moves diagonally southeast to flank Zombie Red for Advantage and Attacks: (13) Damage: 19 (Slashing) Zombie Red CON Save (DC 24): Automatic Fail Hrothbert_Neruca, Nare is up, followed by Sera.
"Treasure room," Ne'haredowell repeats after Hastos after he repeated from Ororanna.
Hmm, he didn't expect a treasure room here. Maybe an alter or a shrine.... oh wait never mind that makes sense. Offerings. Remembering diamonds that were affixed to the zombies, he wonders how much this whole operation could have cost.
The haregon's ears droop at Sera's mention of the statue-minotaur. He wished he'd had been there more to help. Trying to think of a more uplifting situation, he agrees with Sera too, responding with thanks for the save from the cultists. "Thank you all. It is so good to have found you," he bows a bit. Then stiffens a little, remembering he's supposed to be some sort of 'Magus' according to Merkas, and straightens. "It means... much... to have been part of a team.. again."
He smiles before suddenly looking down, holding out the skull-mask in front of him as though inspecting it, averting his gaze to everyone expect the empty eye sockets of the deer-skull. It felt weird to make eye contact with them. Without the mask on his head, he feels exposed. Not to mention that half his gauze had been burned off. It is a good thing he is completely covered in fur.
Sighing and rubbing at his neck with his free hand, it cracks in a way he didn't intend to. "Ugh, I hope we do not have to do that again."
"Huh?" He blinks. "Me? Oh, uh-" He makes face before recomposing himself; he hangs his shoulders. "I got sent to the broom closet." He looks over his shoulder at Sera while still avoiding any eye contact. "Thank you... back there. I truly owe you one."
The mouse on his shoulders nips at Nare to get his attention a second before the zombies actually get there. About to brush it off, he recognizes the threat and his face falls. 'Well shit, indeed.'
He nods along with Sera's sentiments. The shadows around him flare as he steadies himself for a fight.
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DM: Drakkenheim Mind and Matter + Blood Secrets + What's in the Here and Now;
Player: Ibahalii Vriwhulth
Ororana nods, inpsired by Sera's words. Zombies.... comparatively an easy takedown. She doesn't have the same empathy for the fallen Dragon Army soldiers that Sera does, but after that last disheartening encounter, lopping off zombie heads sounded cathartic. And the treasure on the other side will make this whole haphazard mission worth it. Bubbling with magically boosted stamina, she spins her greataxe and locks into position, smiling in spite of their situation... diamonds, she thinks to herself.
Initiative Order:
Hrothbert_Neruca, Merkas is up.
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Krik-tul, Thri-kreen monk
“Not peaking honest” Merkas states as he ducks under Ororanas legs and starts into the zombies, Splinter glinting in the light of Seras sword. The first one drops after his dagger slashes across its abdomen, he spins around with the other dagger and slashes the thigh of the next one to drop its mass lower before imbedding the liberated cultist dagger into the soft spot just above the breastbone of the third zombie, between the collar bones, and leaves it there. “Sera, member how you burned up them others? Be a good idea to do the same to these guys”
Move in front of Ororana (square to right of her)
Splinter attack zombie yellow: To Hit = 17, Dmg = 6
Sneak Attack damage = 3 Total = 9
Move one more square right to just above zombie red.
Dagger attack zombie red: Expertise Nik: To Hit = 10, Dmg = 4
Bonus action attack zombie blue, Two weapon fighting dagger: To Hit= Nat 20 + 6 =26, Dmg = 2
(rolled two 1’s on the crit…grr)
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Zombie Yellow shudders, and collapses to the floor, re-dead, before even being able to raise a clawed hand!
Zombie Yellow rolls CON Save (DC 20): 16 (Fails)
Merkas climbs onto the disabled trap (you gain high ground, and can attack with Advantage from that height), and slashes at Zombie Red's thigh! It wavers, its tendon severed, and drops to one knee but doesn't seem to have lost its desire to fight!
Zombie Red rolls CON Save (DC 9): 17 (Survives with 1 HP)
Merkas's cultist dagger stabs the diamond on the way through Zombie Blue's collar bone, which shunts it our of the Zombie's body, and it clinks and rolls across the floor! Zombie Blue snarls as the dagger digs in, then it sags to the floor.
Hrothbert_Neruca, that's a crit, so I'm gonna give it to you. Even for Zombies, these guys are weak, and I know the pain of rolling 1s on a crit.
Zombie Blue is dead.
With only two zombies remaining, Ororana charges in, roaring! She takes a diagonal sweep at Zombie Red's dessicated neck, and the head flies off in a high spiral, flinging rancid gore like fetid fireworks until it splats to the ground! The zombie body collapses to the floor in a crumbled pile of flesh and bone.
Ororana Moves diagonally southeast to flank Zombie Red for Advantage and Attacks: (13)
Damage: 19 (Slashing)
Zombie Red CON Save (DC 24): Automatic Fail
Hrothbert_Neruca, Nare is up, followed by Sera.
Map:
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My DM Registry
My Campaigns:
Ibahalii Vriwhulth, the Reaper of Glory v2: IC Thread (PbP); Secrets of the Island (On Discord)
My Characters:
Krik-tul, Thri-kreen monk