Hoard of the Dragon Queen [IC. 2014 rules]

Draylin

The monk smiles at Tam, nodding his appreciation.  "A good reporter goes where the story is," he said.  "I knew you would be in the thick of it too," he adds softly.  

Montar says, "Good luck to ye. My place is here." He does his level best to help the gate defense, using all of his knowledge of metal- and stonework to shore up any weak points, and his knowledge of weaponry and armor to make sure the defenders are in as good a position are possible. If any bigger enemies approach, he'll quaff Olav's potion before they arrive for a small boost. Montar came back too late to help his clan: if he fails to help this time, it'll be because he is unconscious or dead.

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Draylin

The monk smiles at Tam, nodding his appreciation.  "A good reporter goes where the story is," he said.  "I knew you would be in the thick of it too," he adds softly.  

 Tam smiles back. "That's right!"

As Draylin and Tam step towards the carnage, a squad of raiders emerges from the thick smoke just twenty feet away. A man in the armour of a Greenest Guard leads four cultists who were lying in wait.

Inside the threshold, the Keep’s defenders lose their patience. Ten guards surge forward in a wall of shields, physically shoving the rest of the party out into the dirt of the street to join the others. "Don't just stand there while your friends get gutted!" the sergeant bellows. "We're holding the gate, you go help."

The portcullis groans shut halfway, locking you out in the shadows as the dragon roars overhead. The traitorous guard sneers, levelling his sword at your throats. "Fresh meat for the cult. Kill them."

Everyone roll initiative.

Distance between cultists and Draylin and Tam - 20 ft.
Distance between cultists and rest of the party - 50 ft.

Montar mutters a Dwarven curse and starts moving as fast as he can toward the traitor. He fires off a bolt from his crossbow at the traitor on the way there, stowing it when he is done. (21 to hit, 6 damage) If not delayed, he'll get within 25 feet of the cultists after he moves.

***Draylin initiative 16***

***Tam initiative 15***

***Montar initiative 2***

*** Thistlewick Initiative: 10 ***

Enemy initiative

Cultist 1 (C1) 13
Cultist 2 (C2) 19
Cultist 3 (C3) 18
Cultist 4 (C4) 19
Cultist Guard  (CG) 19

Initiative Order

Cultist 1 - 20

Draylin - 16
Tam - 15

Cultist 3 - 11 

Thistlewick - 10

Cultist 4 - 9
Cultist 2 - 8
Cultist Guard - 7

Montar - 2

If Amadeus is back, feel free to roll initiative and you will join from the next round.

Round 1

Cultist 1 obeys the command of their leader and rushes towards Draylin, readying his scimitar for a slashing Attack: 9 Damage: 2

Over to Draylin and Tam

[can you do a map?]

Tam does and acrobatic roll to the side, putting some distance between herself and the raider attacking Draylin. She comes up and aims her small crossbow, firing off one of her bolts into the melee. Between her nerves at the second combat she's participated in and the dust from the battle, she's unsure if her aim is true.

[will use cunning action to disengage and back off 5’, then shoot c1. Since Draylin is within 5’ I should get sneak attack (if I hit). 12 to hit. 2 + 1 damage + 3 for sneak attack]

Draylin

The shock of the situation is shaken off almost immediately.  They were not afforded the opportunity to pause and think, this was do or die.  Simple.  Draylin preferred simple.

The young monk locked eyes with the turncoat guard.  He stared at him as the cultist stumbled in and made a clumsy swipe with his scimitar.  When he felt the blade whistle harmlessly past his body he turned his focus to the fool before him.  His short sword seemed to just appear in his hand.    ***attack 14 damage 6 piercing***  The blade darted forward like a striking serpent.  Before a hit or miss even registered, he followed the blade thrust with his full body weight, driving in and snapping his left elbow up into the jaw of the raider.  ***B/A unarmed strike attack 23  damage 8 bludgeoning***  He felt the oh so satisfying CRACK of impact.  Whether or not the blade found it's mark, he would have one hells of a headache tomorrow if he was fortunate enough to experience tomorrow.  

Whether he stands or falls, Draylin is locked back on the traitor as the sound of impact still rings out in the air.  No words or taunts are needed, the man looking into his eyes knew without a doubt that one of them would die today.  

Tam's bolt grazes the cultist, the searing pain forcing a ragged scream from his throat. Before the man can even recoil, Draylin's shortsword drives deep into his gut. As the blade slides out, the monk follows through with a bone-shattering unarmed strike, although the cultist is already dead by the time Draylin's fist connects with the enemy.

C1 is DEAD.

Seeing his comrade's body crumple, another cultist surges forward with a murderous shout, swinging his scimitar in a desperate arc at Draylin's head. "KILL HIIIIM!" the guard screams behind.

Attack: 21 Damage: 5

Off to Thistlewick.

Map:

Thistlewick starts walking forward to backup Draylin and Tam.   As he moves up, he triggers his powers and energizes his spores

Symbolic Entity

 As a bonus action, he will activate Shillelagh

and once he gets withint 10 ft of any enemy, his reaction kicks in for his 

Halo of Spores

C3 CON SAVE 18

The remaining two cultists run towards the party. Cultist 4 too attempts to cut Draylin with his scimitar Attack: 19 Damage: 5, while Cultist 2 will attempt to slash at Tam Attack: 12 Damage: 6

Seeing Thistlewick join the monk and the rogue, the guard takes a couple of steps (5ft) towards the party and aims his spear at the druid for a ranged attack Attack: 23 Damage: 7

Over to Montar. I will allow the use of the action from before if you still wish to use it, even if it was rolled outside of your turn. 

Montar mutters a Dwarven curse and starts moving as fast as he can toward the traitor. He fires off a bolt from his crossbow at the guard traitor on the way there (21 to hit, 6 damage). "There is nothing worse than a traitor ta yer own people," he snarls in response to the guard's grimace of pain. After getting within 5' of Draylin and Tam, he stows his crossbow.

The guard doesn't just grimace, he yelps out in pain as the bolt hits him in his tight. He begins bleeding and curses the dwarf in Common. 

Round 2

C2 - healthy
C3 - healthy
C4 - healthy
Guard - bloodied

Over to Draylin and Tam