Nigel, seeing the absolute chaos now happening at his bar, throws himself into the fray. From a wall, he grabs a tether-hook and throws it at the nearest active enemy combatant [Hit: 22 Damage: 7 ] and drags them five feet closer to himself. Then he is going to use his action surge and use one of his superiority dice to make a precision attack, adding 1d8 damage. He is going to take his dagger from the sheath under his shirt and slice at them [Hit: 17 Damage: 5 plus Precision attack 2 ]
Nigel, seeing the absolute chaos now happening at his bar, throws himself into the fray. From a wall, he grabs a tether-hook and throws it at the nearest active enemy combatant [Hit: 22 Damage: 7 ] and drags them five feet closer to himself. Then he is going to use his action surge and use one of his superiority dice to make a precision attack, adding 1d8 damage. He is going to take his dagger from the sheath under his shirt and slice at them [Hit: 17 Damage: 5 plus Precision attack 2 ]
He hooks a vigilante in the throat and kills them instantly. I assume he throws the dagger instead, which frisbees through the neck of a vigilante before stabbing the final one in the brain, killing both of them.
*Sorry I vanished before- I'll do Lydia's turn now so we can quickly finish the combat.*
Lydia quickly pours one vial of some alchemical substance into a bottle, corking the bottle and shaking it for a few seconds as the mixture ferociously fizzes and bubbles. Once the pressure's built up enough, she points the bottle at the paladin and uncorks it. A stream of corrosive foam forcefully spurts out from the vial- like the foaming reaction of elephant toothpaste, but larger, with more velocity, and far more acidic- heading right at the paladin. Lydia has cast Tasha's Caustic Brew, and now the Knight of Fierre needs to succeed a DC 13 Dexterity saving throw or be coated in the acidic substance, whereupon he will take 2d4 acid damage at the start of each of his turns unless he spends an action to get the corrosive foam off of him.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
The massive bark furred bear fills the air with a roar that sounds like it was blasted out of the heart of a grand oak. He swings a great, thorny clawed paw at the paladin before lunging forward with an open maw that snaps shut with terrible force.
*Sorry I vanished before- I'll do Lydia's turn now so we can quickly finish the combat.*
Lydia quickly pours one vial of some alchemical substance into a bottle, corking the bottle and shaking it for a few seconds as the mixture ferociously fizzes and bubbles. Once the pressure's built up enough, she points the bottle at the paladin and uncorks it. A stream of corrosive foam forcefully spurts out from the vial- like the foaming reaction of elephant toothpaste, but larger, with more velocity, and far more acidic- heading right at the paladin. Lydia has cast Tasha's Caustic Brew, and now the Knight of Fierre needs to succeed a DC 13 Dexterity saving throw or be coated in the acidic substance, whereupon he will take 2d4 acid damage at the start of each of his turns unless he spends an action to get the corrosive foam off of him.
*Sorry I vanished before- I'll do Lydia's turn now so we can quickly finish the combat.*
Lydia quickly pours one vial of some alchemical substance into a bottle, corking the bottle and shaking it for a few seconds as the mixture ferociously fizzes and bubbles. Once the pressure's built up enough, she points the bottle at the paladin and uncorks it. A stream of corrosive foam forcefully spurts out from the vial- like the foaming reaction of elephant toothpaste, but larger, with more velocity, and far more acidic- heading right at the paladin. Lydia has cast Tasha's Caustic Brew, and now the Knight of Fierre needs to succeed a DC 13 Dexterity saving throw or be coated in the acidic substance, whereupon he will take 2d4 acid damage at the start of each of his turns unless he spends an action to get the corrosive foam off of him.
DEX save: 4
*Gooooooooood morning, my lovely evil-doers!*
Unfortunately, a 4 doesn't quite cut the mustard- the acidic foam lands on the Knight of Fierre, hissing as it begins to eat away at his armor and his flesh. Lydia cackles to herself.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
The massive bark furred bear fills the air with a roar that sounds like it was blasted out of the heart of a grand oak. He swings a great, thorny clawed paw at the paladin before lunging forward with an open maw that snaps shut with terrible force.
Claw: To hit: 12 Damage: 14 slashing
Bite : To hit: 14 Damage: 11 piercing damage
The paladin manages to block the attacks, but barely. The armor plating on his arms is ruined by Troll's onslaught, slashed and crushed. The acid leaks through, and the smell of melting flesh intensifies.
Speaking of the acid, he's wailing in pain and terror. He turtles, falling to his knees and arms, an instinctual attempt to protect his vitals from further harm.
*Pimento, you started this, it's your turn to finish it.*
*How do you wanna do this?*
*Oh this is gonna be fun.*
Pimento leaps over to counter, rolling over and grabbing the Organ Doner, loving how it fits in his hands as he stays far enough away, circling around them before stopping at one of the tables that hasn’t been yet overturned. He sits it down, staring down the sights, “Hey scumbag, catch.” And fires with Steady Aim for advantage. To hit:16 Damage:6+1 If it hits, Pimento plans to impale the punk against a wall.
*Pimento, you started this, it's your turn to finish it.*
*How do you wanna do this?*
*Oh this is gonna be fun.*
Pimento leaps over to counter, rolling over and grabbing the Organ Doner, loving how it fits in his hands as he stays far enough away, circling around them before stopping at one of the tables that hasn’t been yet overturned. He sits it down, staring down the sights, “Hey scumbag, catch.” And fires with Steady Aim for advantage. To hit:16 Damage:6+1 If it hits, Pimento plans to impale the punk against a wall.
*No need for dice rolls, consider this a mercy kill. Do you want to describe the finisher, or should I?*
*Also, Steady Aim requires that you haven't moved. Irrelevant here, but important for the future.*
*How it started: We are so doomed. It's so over. We had a good run, guys.*
*How it's going: We are so back! There is nothing that can stop us! We are never going to die!*
*How it will likely go next combat: We are so doomed. It's so over.*
*Actually, and I hope that’s every combat for a while, we were able to jump this man into the dirt, I doubt we can do that again for a bit. I really hope that shot with the heavy crossbow landed, Pimento’s keeping the weapon by the way, it’s his now.£
*To reiterate, this is a CR 4 monster and not even a boss. 2024 buffed its monsters a bit more than I expected.*
*I'm still gonna use them whenever applicable though, mixed with my homebrew abominations.*
*Pimento, you started this, it's your turn to finish it.*
*How do you wanna do this?*
*Oh this is gonna be fun.*
Pimento leaps over to counter, rolling over and grabbing the Organ Doner, loving how it fits in his hands as he stays far enough away, circling around them before stopping at one of the tables that hasn’t been yet overturned. He sits it down, staring down the sights, “Hey scumbag, catch.” And fires with Steady Aim for advantage. To hit:16 Damage:6+1 If it hits, Pimento plans to impale the punk against a wall.
*No need for dice rolls, consider this a mercy kill. Do you want to describe the finisher, or should I?*
*Also, Steady Aim requires that you haven't moved. Irrelevant here, but important for the future.*
*I would certainly enough the privilege, thank you sir.*
The paladin is caught flat footed by the shot, having alcohol, acid, and glass in his eyes he couldn’t exactly have seen it coming, and with his own weapon too.
It cleaves through his arm like a knife through warm butter, pushing him back as it tears into his flesh, the light leaves his eyes in an instant, the last thing he feels is the burning, the pain, and the warm blood leaking from his lip. When it’s all over, he hangs from the wall like a poster.
*How it started: We are so doomed. It's so over. We had a good run, guys.*
*How it's going: We are so back! There is nothing that can stop us! We are never going to die!*
*How it will likely go next combat: We are so doomed. It's so over.*
*Actually, and I hope that’s every combat for a while, we were able to jump this man into the dirt, I doubt we can do that again for a bit. I really hope that shot with the heavy crossbow landed, Pimento’s keeping the weapon by the way, it’s his now.£
*To reiterate, this is a CR 4 monster and not even a boss. 2024 buffed its monsters a bit more than I expected.*
*I'm still gonna use them whenever applicable though, mixed with my homebrew abominations.*
*It was a hard fought battle, but we are unstoppable! Undefeatable! The best of the best! And I hope we don’t die too.*
Nigel, seeing the absolute chaos now happening at his bar, throws himself into the fray. From a wall, he grabs a tether-hook and throws it at the nearest active enemy combatant [Hit: 22 Damage: 7 ] and drags them five feet closer to himself. Then he is going to use his action surge and use one of his superiority dice to make a precision attack, adding 1d8 damage. He is going to take his dagger from the sheath under his shirt and slice at them [Hit: 17 Damage: 5 plus Precision attack 2 ]
"Obsessed? Maybe... Devoted? Very."
[Taken by my blessed beloved]
He hooks a vigilante in the throat and kills them instantly. I assume he throws the dagger instead, which frisbees through the neck of a vigilante before stabbing the final one in the brain, killing both of them.
Now there is only the bloodied Paladin left.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
*Sorry I vanished before- I'll do Lydia's turn now so we can quickly finish the combat.*
Lydia quickly pours one vial of some alchemical substance into a bottle, corking the bottle and shaking it for a few seconds as the mixture ferociously fizzes and bubbles. Once the pressure's built up enough, she points the bottle at the paladin and uncorks it. A stream of corrosive foam forcefully spurts out from the vial- like the foaming reaction of elephant toothpaste, but larger, with more velocity, and far more acidic- heading right at the paladin. Lydia has cast Tasha's Caustic Brew, and now the Knight of Fierre needs to succeed a DC 13 Dexterity saving throw or be coated in the acidic substance, whereupon he will take 2d4 acid damage at the start of each of his turns unless he spends an action to get the corrosive foam off of him.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*I think its my turn next so*
The massive bark furred bear fills the air with a roar that sounds like it was blasted out of the heart of a grand oak. He swings a great, thorny clawed paw at the paladin before lunging forward with an open maw that snaps shut with terrible force.
Claw: To hit: 12 Damage: 14 slashing
Bite : To hit: 14 Damage: 11 piercing damage
*And that looks like he probably is just waving about and snapping at the air. Nuts.*
*Yes, but we can all tell it’s very dangerous waving and snapping, Pimento would nearly be dead from the bite alone.*
*That makes me feel better about it. At least the waving and snapping looks dangerous, haha*
*Whose turn is it now? Gretel, Nigel, Troll and Lydia have gone, is it back to me?*
DEX save: 4
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
*Gooooooooood morning, my lovely evil-doers!*
Unfortunately, a 4 doesn't quite cut the mustard- the acidic foam lands on the Knight of Fierre, hissing as it begins to eat away at his armor and his flesh. Lydia cackles to herself.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
The paladin manages to block the attacks, but barely. The armor plating on his arms is ruined by Troll's onslaught, slashed and crushed. The acid leaks through, and the smell of melting flesh intensifies.
Speaking of the acid, he's wailing in pain and terror. He turtles, falling to his knees and arms, an instinctual attempt to protect his vitals from further harm.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
*Pimento, you started this, it's your turn to finish it.*
*How do you wanna do this?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
*Oh this is gonna be fun.*
Pimento leaps over to counter, rolling over and grabbing the Organ Doner, loving how it fits in his hands as he stays far enough away, circling around them before stopping at one of the tables that hasn’t been yet overturned. He sits it down, staring down the sights, “Hey scumbag, catch.” And fires with Steady Aim for advantage. To hit:16 Damage:6+1 If it hits, Pimento plans to impale the punk against a wall.
*How it started: We are so doomed. It's so over. We had a good run, guys.*
*How it's going: We are so back! There is nothing that can stop us! We are never going to die!*
*How it will likely go next combat: We are so doomed. It's so over.*
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*Actually, and I hope that’s every combat for a while, we were able to jump this man into the dirt, I doubt we can do that again for a bit.*
*I really hope that shot with the heavy crossbow landed, Pimento’s keeping the weapon by the way, it’s his now.*
*No need for dice rolls, consider this a mercy kill. Do you want to describe the finisher, or should I?*
*Also, Steady Aim requires that you haven't moved. Irrelevant here, but important for the future.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
*To reiterate, this is a CR 4 monster and not even a boss. 2024 buffed its monsters a bit more than I expected.*
*I'm still gonna use them whenever applicable though, mixed with my homebrew abominations.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
*I would certainly enough the privilege, thank you sir.*
The paladin is caught flat footed by the shot, having alcohol, acid, and glass in his eyes he couldn’t exactly have seen it coming, and with his own weapon too.
It cleaves through his arm like a knife through warm butter, pushing him back as it tears into his flesh, the light leaves his eyes in an instant, the last thing he feels is the burning, the pain, and the warm blood leaking from his lip. When it’s all over, he hangs from the wall like a poster.
*It was a hard fought battle, but we are unstoppable! Undefeatable! The best of the best! And I hope we don’t die too.*
*Now, I just got up and need some more time to plan, so now you guys get some time to recover.*
*All of you did amazing. I'm scared my boss might not hold up to you dudes.*
The bartender is trying to put out fires.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.