(OOC: A note on spell scrolls - scribing a 1st-level spell scroll or creating a common magic item is 100 GP. Working 25-gp per 8-hour day, it would take 4 days to make 1. 2nd and 3rd level spell scrolls are 500 GP. Multiple party members/NPCs can contribute their own 25 GP, and if you do enough I might make them 50-gp or 100-gp days.)
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The soldiers climb towards you all and have now surrounded the building you stand on. "Come down with your hands up and your weapons down!" one shouts.
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"You don't want to do this!" Sergey shouts at the guards, "Back off or you'll regret it!"
Intimidation: 19 (14+5)
(OOC: Could you do the Intimidation w/disadvantage? (just roll another d20, keep this result) You're heavily outnumbered and on a roof. Intimidation checks are going wild tho...)
Haha! I got you to click here! I'm a Ru*si*n ha*ker and I like to steal people's IP addresses. Nah, I'm actually just a senior citizen from florida who loves D&D, roleplaying, and Magic.
"Andrey is right, Rua-ge." Sergey says, "No matter who you think you are, you won't escape now."
Persuasion: 8 (3+5)
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Haha! I got you to click here! I'm a Ru*si*n ha*ker and I like to steal people's IP addresses. Nah, I'm actually just a senior citizen from florida who loves D&D, roleplaying, and Magic.
Haha! I got you to click here! I'm a Ru*si*n ha*ker and I like to steal people's IP addresses. Nah, I'm actually just a senior citizen from florida who loves D&D, roleplaying, and Magic.
Some soldiers back away from the edges of the building, but quickly regroup.
Rua-ge, delusional in his attempt to escape, jumps off--only to be grabbed by Andrey as pikes and spears suddenly point upwards. Rua-ge struggles, trying to get away, but eventually calms himself. Rodak suddenly perks up, putting a hand to his ear as he seemingly recognizes a sound.
And that's when the building next to you explodes.
Stones rain down upon the soldiers, who shout and scream as fire pursues them. Through the smoke, you see several shadowy figures waving to you. Rodak jumps off, scampering towards them, but is quickly stopped by a soldier who has escaped the explosion.
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Religious frisbee player, writer and goofball. Some may say professional for the latter.
Haha! I got you to click here! I'm a Ru*si*n ha*ker and I like to steal people's IP addresses. Nah, I'm actually just a senior citizen from florida who loves D&D, roleplaying, and Magic.
"Come!" Rodak shouts at you. "Let's get away!" As he shouts this, the soldier brings down a blade. The dexterous dwarf parries with a dagger, shoving the guard away and scampering to his friends.
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Religious frisbee player, writer and goofball. Some may say professional for the latter.
Haha! I got you to click here! I'm a Ru*si*n ha*ker and I like to steal people's IP addresses. Nah, I'm actually just a senior citizen from florida who loves D&D, roleplaying, and Magic.
Sergey impulsively follows Rodak, leaping off the building in pursuit of the Dwarf.
Acrobatics: 24 (20+4)
OOC: NAT 20!!
(OOC: W)
Sergey leaps off the building, front-flipping to a perfect landing on the ground- surprising, with his armor. Charging after Rodak, he manages to evade the soldiers who would stop him. "Good job, fellow warrior," an elven woman in eldritch robes says. "We must go!"
The rest of you, landing on the ground (although the stones rise up more unkindly than Sergey's leap), run towards them, but see two soldiers, half-dead already, looming up before you- still willing to do their work in their delirium. "Stop!" one mumbles, holding out a charred palm towards you.
You see the soldier jerk towards Andrey, as if pulled by an invisible string. Even half-dead as he is, the red seeping out from under his silver armor, he shakes his head. "No. I won't fall for your tricks, magician." Grabbing his spear as if it was the only thing left in the world, he charges at Andrey, ready to end him before he is ended himself.
(OOC: Not the ones that are climbing up, but you can see the ones climbing between roofs on a ladder)
Religious frisbee player, writer and goofball. Some may say professional for the latter.
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DM: Westeros - A Homebrew D&D Campaign, Liquid Swords - A Historical Wuxia Campaign
Player: Marcus Aquillus Arcade (Quil) - 1st Rogue - Pax Romana
"Are you sure that you want to cast fireball?" - me, just before the wizard kills the entire party
[OoC: Could I scribe a scroll right now? I have expertise in arcana...]
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(OOC: A note on spell scrolls - scribing a 1st-level spell scroll or creating a common magic item is 100 GP. Working 25-gp per 8-hour day, it would take 4 days to make 1. 2nd and 3rd level spell scrolls are 500 GP. Multiple party members/NPCs can contribute their own 25 GP, and if you do enough I might make them 50-gp or 100-gp days.)
Religious frisbee player, writer and goofball. Some may say professional for the latter.
Extended sig here.
DM: Westeros - A Homebrew D&D Campaign, Liquid Swords - A Historical Wuxia Campaign
Player: Marcus Aquillus Arcade (Quil) - 1st Rogue - Pax Romana
"Are you sure that you want to cast fireball?" - me, just before the wizard kills the entire party
The soldiers climb towards you all and have now surrounded the building you stand on. "Come down with your hands up and your weapons down!" one shouts.
Religious frisbee player, writer and goofball. Some may say professional for the latter.
Extended sig here.
DM: Westeros - A Homebrew D&D Campaign, Liquid Swords - A Historical Wuxia Campaign
Player: Marcus Aquillus Arcade (Quil) - 1st Rogue - Pax Romana
"Are you sure that you want to cast fireball?" - me, just before the wizard kills the entire party
"Come down or we'll burn this building to the ground!"
Religious frisbee player, writer and goofball. Some may say professional for the latter.
Extended sig here.
DM: Westeros - A Homebrew D&D Campaign, Liquid Swords - A Historical Wuxia Campaign
Player: Marcus Aquillus Arcade (Quil) - 1st Rogue - Pax Romana
"Are you sure that you want to cast fireball?" - me, just before the wizard kills the entire party
"You don't want to do this!" Sergey shouts at the guards, "Back off or you'll regret it!"
Intimidation: 19 (14+5)
Don't click the spoiler...
(OOC: Could you do the Intimidation w/disadvantage? (just roll another d20, keep this result) You're heavily outnumbered and on a roof. Intimidation checks are going wild tho...)
Religious frisbee player, writer and goofball. Some may say professional for the latter.
Extended sig here.
DM: Westeros - A Homebrew D&D Campaign, Liquid Swords - A Historical Wuxia Campaign
Player: Marcus Aquillus Arcade (Quil) - 1st Rogue - Pax Romana
"Are you sure that you want to cast fireball?" - me, just before the wizard kills the entire party
14
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Rua-ge picks up their dwarven guide and jumps from roof to roof.
Athletics: 8
Acrobatics: 9
I attempt to restrain Rua-ge before he jumps. “It is too late to run now. We can fight, or we can surrender. I will never surrender.”
STR check (if needed): 19+2
Unless you’d rather me try a grapple in which the STR/DEX saving throw would be 12.
ducks are cool
DM: Pax Romana - A Historical Homebrew Campaign
"Andrey is right, Rua-ge." Sergey says, "No matter who you think you are, you won't escape now."
Persuasion: 8 (3+5)
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OOC: Caleb is delusional
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Some soldiers back away from the edges of the building, but quickly regroup.
Rua-ge, delusional in his attempt to escape, jumps off--only to be grabbed by Andrey as pikes and spears suddenly point upwards. Rua-ge struggles, trying to get away, but eventually calms himself. Rodak suddenly perks up, putting a hand to his ear as he seemingly recognizes a sound.
And that's when the building next to you explodes.
Stones rain down upon the soldiers, who shout and scream as fire pursues them. Through the smoke, you see several shadowy figures waving to you. Rodak jumps off, scampering towards them, but is quickly stopped by a soldier who has escaped the explosion.
Religious frisbee player, writer and goofball. Some may say professional for the latter.
Extended sig here.
DM: Westeros - A Homebrew D&D Campaign, Liquid Swords - A Historical Wuxia Campaign
Player: Marcus Aquillus Arcade (Quil) - 1st Rogue - Pax Romana
"Are you sure that you want to cast fireball?" - me, just before the wizard kills the entire party
"Are those figures our allies?" Sergey asks.
Don't click the spoiler...
"Come!" Rodak shouts at you. "Let's get away!" As he shouts this, the soldier brings down a blade. The dexterous dwarf parries with a dagger, shoving the guard away and scampering to his friends.
Religious frisbee player, writer and goofball. Some may say professional for the latter.
Extended sig here.
DM: Westeros - A Homebrew D&D Campaign, Liquid Swords - A Historical Wuxia Campaign
Player: Marcus Aquillus Arcade (Quil) - 1st Rogue - Pax Romana
"Are you sure that you want to cast fireball?" - me, just before the wizard kills the entire party
Sergey impulsively follows Rodak, leaping off the building in pursuit of the Dwarf.
Acrobatics: 24 (20+4)
OOC: NAT 20!!
Don't click the spoiler...
(OOC: W)
Sergey leaps off the building, front-flipping to a perfect landing on the ground- surprising, with his armor. Charging after Rodak, he manages to evade the soldiers who would stop him. "Good job, fellow warrior," an elven woman in eldritch robes says. "We must go!"
The rest of you, landing on the ground (although the stones rise up more unkindly than Sergey's leap), run towards them, but see two soldiers, half-dead already, looming up before you- still willing to do their work in their delirium. "Stop!" one mumbles, holding out a charred palm towards you.
Religious frisbee player, writer and goofball. Some may say professional for the latter.
Extended sig here.
DM: Westeros - A Homebrew D&D Campaign, Liquid Swords - A Historical Wuxia Campaign
Player: Marcus Aquillus Arcade (Quil) - 1st Rogue - Pax Romana
"Are you sure that you want to cast fireball?" - me, just before the wizard kills the entire party
"Approach," I say, casting Command (WIS save 11).
(OOC: Can the soldier roll the save with disadvantage because they are half-dead?)
ducks are cool
DM: Pax Romana - A Historical Homebrew Campaign
(OOC: Yeah, was going to implement that anyway)
WIS save: 1
Religious frisbee player, writer and goofball. Some may say professional for the latter.
Extended sig here.
DM: Westeros - A Homebrew D&D Campaign, Liquid Swords - A Historical Wuxia Campaign
Player: Marcus Aquillus Arcade (Quil) - 1st Rogue - Pax Romana
"Are you sure that you want to cast fireball?" - me, just before the wizard kills the entire party
(OOC: WHATTTTTT)
You see the soldier jerk towards Andrey, as if pulled by an invisible string. Even half-dead as he is, the red seeping out from under his silver armor, he shakes his head. "No. I won't fall for your tricks, magician." Grabbing his spear as if it was the only thing left in the world, he charges at Andrey, ready to end him before he is ended himself.
Attack: 6 Damage: 7
Religious frisbee player, writer and goofball. Some may say professional for the latter.
Extended sig here.
DM: Westeros - A Homebrew D&D Campaign, Liquid Swords - A Historical Wuxia Campaign
Player: Marcus Aquillus Arcade (Quil) - 1st Rogue - Pax Romana
"Are you sure that you want to cast fireball?" - me, just before the wizard kills the entire party