(You would be correct!!!, you did remove his crappy leather armor. But then as they escaped from the fully stocked jail full of city watch weapons and armor (since there are no city watch to wear / weild them) they took them to aid in their escape and help them blend in... ish.. LOL so he has an ac of 16 and not 10 now because he is wearing really shiny chainmail)
Sayre makes it to the scene and unleashes an arrow towards the attacker but the horror unfolding through the shattered window causes her to turn her gaze away just a tiny bit sending her arrow sailing into the wall behind the lizardfolk
"Higgins!" Thimbol calls out in horror watching the vicious attack against the mayor. "Drak, you bastard." Again, the halfling would continue his strikes.
(Thimbol, are you using your plus 1 dagger? If you are I THINK you can add that extra damage to your off hand strikes assuming you are hitting with your rapier in your main hand)
Thimbol manages to find an opening as Drak flings the mayor across the room, plunging his rapier beween a few links in his armor while bringing his dagger up from below, digging deep into his upper thigh and slicing cleanly out the top, splitting the lizardfolks scales with ease.
************* Initiative *************
Sayre 22 Thimbol 19 Mo 18 <---- payne 16 lorarila 15 Steve initiative14 Mayor initiative 9 Drak initiative5 Navek 2
Seeing Drak makes Lorarila hesitate for a second, she had really wanted to help him. To try to save him, but she knew some couldn't be saved. It still stung to see him against them again, but not as much as it was to see the still Mayor on the floor. The kind and hopeful Mayor. "DRAK YOU BASTARD! I WANTED TO HELP YOU!" Casting Magic Missiles.
So Mo plays a quick song on his drum, inspiring Lorarila before barrel rolling into the office through the window, attempting to bring his longsword down hard on the bloodscale, but missing and embedding the sword into the wood of the desk.
Payne, will lay in the jail bleeding to death 8 (first failed death save) Dead = 1 Alive = 0
Lorarila sends 3 fast balls of force slaming into drak through the door and window, causing him to stagger and twist as they punch though his armor and scales.
Mayor Death Save! 7 (first failed save) dead = 1 alive = 0
(I got pulled away by work and then other game threads lol! I am a failure as a DM)
Drak will shake violently as the spell rocks him. Anger and blood shooting though his eyes, he will lounge at Thimbol, attempting to grapple him while trying to also Take a large bite out of his shoulder.
Attack: 19 Damage: 3 Poison! 8
Strenth grapple check! 3
(Thimbol is either really hurt and not grappled, or Drak is holding Thimbol and biting into his neck...) (Thimbol, have you been updating your HP and did you make sure to add any temp HP from your meal? it says you have 15/17 hp currently but if that is before your damage you took earlier than you might be down. Just wondering)
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Navek continues beeline-ing for the jail. If anything, hearing about Dr. Drek or seeing Steve fallen form along the way only hasten his step. As neither could not, or more to the point would not have gotten free without seeking out the good Sheriff. Especially not after getting punched out the last time he saw her interact with the lizardfolk.
"Sheriff! Sheriff you in here!"He yells as he enters the building. And assuming he can and sees her fallen, Navek's starts muttering 'no,no, no' before finally yelling out in giant, "NO!"Empowered both by conviction and connection to the divine, the Healing Word(range 30ft) breathes life back into the Sheriff. If the Goliath has any movement left, he races to help her at least in sitting up.
Healing Word Hp: 2.
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Curerntly: Player In: Gimmond: Dwarf Fighter-2024 Arena(DM'd by Swiftgale) Lokk: Orc Rogue-Lost Mines of Phandelver: Shattered Obelisk(DM'd By Shieldhero)
Previously:
Player In: Xeno: Simic Hybrid Wizard/Artificer-Coliseum of Conquest: 6W-0L| Total Downs: 1 (Retired) Zalosultuvan: High-Elf "Park" Ranger - Road Trip(DM'd by leapingmountain)
DM In: Lost Mines of Phandelver (Formerly run by Ceekay77) - Completed
So as navek runs into the jail, she finds Payne laying on the floor face down in a pool of blood. A large bite taken out of her back and multiple large gashes across the back of her head as though she was bitten and beat from behind. As the Goliath finishes his prayer her eye flip open she begins coughing vioently, thrashing about a bit in the slippery crimson puddle a moment before she is able to compose herself. By the time she realizes she isn't dead, Navek is knelt down beside her holding the powerful hobgoblin in his even more powerful arms. "They... Surprised me... I.. I was able to crawl and trigger the alarm before I blacked out.. they left me for dead..."Navek looking out into the room can seea long trail of blood stretching from one side of the room to her desk. As Navak looks back to Payne she locks eyes with him for a moment, the look of genuine gratitude.. and maybe something else shining in her eyes before she quickly shakes her head and tries to stand... "Where are they now! I am going to kill those two pieces of filth"
Sayre shoots another arrow right through her other arrorw... she absolutly nailed it... I mean she missed anything important.. but if this was a trick shot contest or something... man... she nailed it. That poor wall though...
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Thimbol is able to surprise Drak with a set of savage blows, his rapier piercing through the back of the lizardfolks skull as it is shoved through his open mouth before he is forced forced fall at an awkward angle on towards the halfling with his foot pinned to the floor by Thimbols dagger.
A moment later Payne will stagger into the room, barely able to walk.. dragging a longsword behind her before dropping it next to the mayor, crouching down trying to stabilize the dying gnome.
Payne medicine check 12
Payne quickly tears off a long strip of her tabard, using every last bit if strength in her body, tying turnicits and applying pressure to his wounds until he stabilizes. the moment she realizes that her friend is no longer in immediate danger of death, she passes out again from exhaustion.... her face coated in blood and sweat.
yay combat is over..... 100 xp each! you have 2 nearly dead people and a busted up mayor's office that somehow escaped their cells. I will let you guys decide what you are doing lol!
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OOC: I'm at a distant right? Is it bow time?
Spotting Drak Sayre fires from 40ft away.
Bonus action hunter's mark on Drak. Long bow attack Attack: 18 Damage: 11 Hunter's Mark 5
"Traveler have mercy," Sayre will exclaim seeing the sight ahead.
OOC: so like we totally took his armor off right? Lolz
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
(You would be correct!!!, you did remove his crappy leather armor. But then as they escaped from the fully stocked jail full of city watch weapons and armor (since there are no city watch to wear / weild them) they took them to aid in their escape and help them blend in... ish.. LOL so he has an ac of 16 and not 10 now because he is wearing really shiny chainmail)
OOC: *sobs* ok whelp I got Hunter's Mark anyhow!!
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
Sayre makes it to the scene and unleashes an arrow towards the attacker but the horror unfolding through the shattered window causes her to turn her gaze away just a tiny bit sending her arrow sailing into the wall behind the lizardfolk
Thimbol is up!
"Higgins!" Thimbol calls out in horror watching the vicious attack against the mayor. "Drak, you bastard." Again, the halfling would continue his strikes.
Attack: 17 Damage: 4
Two weapon
Attack: 22 Damage: 2
Sneak attack: 5
(Thimbol, are you using your plus 1 dagger? If you are I THINK you can add that extra damage to your off hand strikes assuming you are hitting with your rapier in your main hand)
Thimbol manages to find an opening as Drak flings the mayor across the room, plunging his rapier beween a few links in his armor while bringing his dagger up from below, digging deep into his upper thigh and slicing cleanly out the top, splitting the lizardfolks scales with ease.
*************
Initiative
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Sayre 22
Thimbol 19
Mo 18 <----
payne 16
lorarila 15
Steve initiative14Mayor initiative 9
Drak initiative5
Navek 2
Mo is UP!
Drak hp 20 / 32
(I am using the +1, I just forgot to add the +1 to damage)
**i dont want to risk putting Thimbol to sleep...*
Mo yells to Lorarila, "We can help the mayor after we take care of this lizard fool! Stay focused!" (giving Lorarila Bardic Inspiration)
Then Mo takes a swing at the scaly bastard.
Attack: 8 Damage: 9
Seeing Drak makes Lorarila hesitate for a second, she had really wanted to help him. To try to save him, but she knew some couldn't be saved. It still stung to see him against them again, but not as much as it was to see the still Mayor on the floor. The kind and hopeful Mayor. "DRAK YOU BASTARD! I WANTED TO HELP YOU!" Casting Magic Missiles.
2
4
3
So Mo plays a quick song on his drum, inspiring Lorarila before barrel rolling into the office through the window, attempting to bring his longsword down hard on the bloodscale, but missing and embedding the sword into the wood of the desk.
Payne, will lay in the jail bleeding to death 8 (first failed death save) Dead = 1 Alive = 0
Lorarila sends 3 fast balls of force slaming into drak through the door and window, causing him to stagger and twist as they punch though his armor and scales.
Mayor Death Save! 7 (first failed save) dead = 1 alive = 0
Drak is up, incomming!
(I got pulled away by work and then other game threads lol! I am a failure as a DM)
Drak will shake violently as the spell rocks him. Anger and blood shooting though his eyes, he will lounge at Thimbol, attempting to grapple him while trying to also Take a large bite out of his shoulder.
Attack: 19 Damage: 3
Poison! 8
Strenth grapple check! 3
(Thimbol is either really hurt and not grappled, or Drak is holding Thimbol and biting into his neck...)
(Thimbol, have you been updating your HP and did you make sure to add any temp HP from your meal? it says you have 15/17 hp currently but if that is before your damage you took earlier than you might be down. Just wondering)
Drak has 11/20 HP and Navek is up!
(I've been updating. Im now at 4/17)
Navek continues beeline-ing for the jail. If anything, hearing about Dr. Drek or seeing Steve fallen form along the way only hasten his step. As neither could not, or more to the point would not have gotten free without seeking out the good Sheriff. Especially not after getting punched out the last time he saw her interact with the lizardfolk.
"Sheriff! Sheriff you in here!" He yells as he enters the building. And assuming he can and sees her fallen, Navek's starts muttering 'no,no, no' before finally yelling out in giant, "NO!" Empowered both by conviction and connection to the divine, the Healing Word(range 30ft) breathes life back into the Sheriff. If the Goliath has any movement left, he races to help her at least in sitting up.
Healing Word Hp: 2.
Curerntly:
Player In:
Gimmond: Dwarf Fighter-2024 Arena(DM'd by Swiftgale)
Lokk: Orc Rogue-Lost Mines of Phandelver: Shattered Obelisk(DM'd By Shieldhero)
Previously:
Player In:
Xeno: Simic Hybrid Wizard/Artificer-Coliseum of Conquest: 6W-0L| Total Downs: 1 (Retired)
Zalosultuvan: High-Elf "Park" Ranger - Road Trip(DM'd by leapingmountain)
DM In:
Lost Mines of Phandelver (Formerly run by Ceekay77) - Completed
So as navek runs into the jail, she finds Payne laying on the floor face down in a pool of blood. A large bite taken out of her back and multiple large gashes across the back of her head as though she was bitten and beat from behind. As the Goliath finishes his prayer her eye flip open she begins coughing vioently, thrashing about a bit in the slippery crimson puddle a moment before she is able to compose herself. By the time she realizes she isn't dead, Navek is knelt down beside her holding the powerful hobgoblin in his even more powerful arms. "They... Surprised me... I.. I was able to crawl and trigger the alarm before I blacked out.. they left me for dead..." Navek looking out into the room can seea long trail of blood stretching from one side of the room to her desk. As Navak looks back to Payne she locks eyes with him for a moment, the look of genuine gratitude.. and maybe something else shining in her eyes before she quickly shakes her head and tries to stand... "Where are they now! I am going to kill those two pieces of filth"
Sayre is up!
OOC: Uh that description just gave me giggles. I'm SO shipping Navek and Payne!!
Sayre shoots Drak again Attack: 9 Damage: 7 Hunter's Mark 6
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
Sayre shoots another arrow right through her other arrorw... she absolutly nailed it... I mean she missed anything important.. but if this was a trick shot contest or something... man... she nailed it. That poor wall though...
Thimbol is up!
Acrobatics grapple check: 21
When the lizard sinks his teeth into Thimbol, the halfling let's out a scream of pain before twisting and jerking free of Draks clutches.
Dropping to the ground, Thimbol would thrust his rapier upwards into the lizard's maw while taking his dagger to stab into the lizard's foot.
Attack: 21 Damage: 5
Two weapon
Attack: 21 Damage: 2
Sneak Attack if Mo is close enough: 4
OOC: *facepalm*
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
Thimbol is able to surprise Drak with a set of savage blows, his rapier piercing through the back of the lizardfolks skull as it is shoved through his open mouth before he is forced forced fall at an awkward angle on towards the halfling with his foot pinned to the floor by Thimbols dagger.
A moment later Payne will stagger into the room, barely able to walk.. dragging a longsword behind her before dropping it next to the mayor, crouching down trying to stabilize the dying gnome.
Payne medicine check 12
Payne quickly tears off a long strip of her tabard, using every last bit if strength in her body, tying turnicits and applying pressure to his wounds until he stabilizes. the moment she realizes that her friend is no longer in immediate danger of death, she passes out again from exhaustion.... her face coated in blood and sweat.
yay combat is over..... 100 xp each! you have 2 nearly dead people and a busted up mayor's office that somehow escaped their cells. I will let you guys decide what you are doing lol!