After narrowly joining Mullo in the belly of the beast, D.O.R.K once again promptly took advantage of Ebonitus divine marker to slam home her own celestial armament its side and begin carving out chunks of the creature. If if by some unholy miracle the beast avoids the blade, she unfalteringly calls out to the heavens with a hand raised high, summoning another pillar of divine flames shaped like a catapulted boulder the creatures way. "Now spit her out right this instance."
Bonus Action: Attack with (4th level)Celestial Armament. Attack: 2+17 Damage: 13 of Force. (Adv. from the Ebon's Guiding Bolt)
Action: Cast (Cantrip)Holy Artillery, inflicting 14 Radiant Damage. Dex Save(DC 14) for no damage.
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Ilezenya's spirit guardians continue their attack (DC15 Wis for half of 9 radiant damage.)The half-drow also tries to curse the monster, causing a bell to toll the impending death of the creature! (Toll the Dead - DC15 Wis or take 9 necrotic damage!)
Despite the distraction of a certain frost giant's bellows, D.O.R.K's focus remained on the now fallen many legged creature; who she wastes no time in marching for its head, and using her celestial armament to help open its mouth wide enough to start climbing down its throat. If it however looks as if the jaw might fall close and make it harder to drag Mullo out, then she unfaltering try to hold it open after calling over the others to enter in her stead. In either event, she hardly says word except to sharply call in names for help when it seemed necessary to get people moving once more.
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Fearlessly D.O.R.K. and Illezenya go into the creatures maw to retrieve their colleagues body. They ignore the burning acid 1 of damage as they slowly drag the unmoving body of the Shaman back out of the creature.
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As soon as the creature falls dead Devin rushes forward to help D get Mullo out. If he can't get in with her he waits at the mouth and as soon as he can he grabs Mullo and casts Cure Wounds lvl 2 for 13 hp.
"No... No she is not okay."D.O.R.K had replied plainly to the first while laying the nomad down, but hadn't the courage to answer the second question. All she could do was make a little room for the others to tend to Mullo, clenching and unclenching a hand at the side. "I... w-we should.."She tried to add, but failed to find the words. Until she sees Mullo at least conscious, the construct couldn't find the wherewithall to focus on anything else. Not yet, at least.
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With Devin's healing power for Mullo, Ilezenya holds his own spells. "Perhaps we should camp here for the night and let our bodies, and powers, be revived by our deities...I will scout out the entire room to ensure there are no other nasties waiting to surprise us." He then moves stealthily into the shadows again, his drow eyes seeing far into the darkness. The Dusk Warden sweeps the large room, checking for doors, accesses, and any hiding spots where more of these creatures may be or come in.
Ebonitus races forward to check on the body of Mullo, if she is dead he calls upon the Earth mother to restore the life to the Shaman's body, casting revivify
As Mullo's eyes blink open as a result of the party's frantic efforts they are buffeted by a powerful wind as a very large winged horse muscles its way into the crowd surrounding the Shaman and stands protectively over her body.
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Seeing that her life has been spared Devin touches her again immediately and again casts Cure Wounds lvl 2 for 20 hp.
"I agree Ilezenya. Make sure the room is safe and there are no other surprises. We should rest for the night and regain our strength. We can puzzle out this place while we rest."
D.O.R.K quietly nodded in agreement to the Warden, or had started to at least, prior to then being nearly bowled over by the panicked Pegasus. If she could but smile at the sight, she might've done so. But as things stood, she pantomimed the motions of breathing a sigh of relief. "It is good to see that you're alive, Shaman Mullo. The creature seemed especially attracted to you."She admits as her attention drifts over to the corpse.
Noting after that the drow appeared to have disappeared into darkness, she turned back to the others and say, "The Dusk Warden has made a good point regarding rest. As much as it would prudent we do everything in our power to see an end to our mission, we cannot push ourselves to hastily, so I too agree. Let us return to Harshnag's side for now, and prepare to make up camp." She suggest.
Mullo gasps as her eyes blink open. Pain floods her body — still dripping with the stomach acid of the beast that had ingested her. She flails a bit at the confusing cacophony of sensory stimuli. However, at the touch of Haetone, Mullo immediately calms. The pegasus leans her head down and nuzzles the side of the shaman's neck, and Mullo closes her eyes to grimace. "Water," she says through a partially closed throat.
As Illezenya searches the room he can find no further exits but he does find leaning against one of the tables a giant Great Axe even bigger than Harshnag's.
Ilezenya whispers a spell, and four balls of light spring into existence, forming a straight line between his current position and the rest of his party. (Dancing Lights has a range of 120', so there will be a light every 30' forming a path.) When he sees one of the others look his way, Ilezenya will point to the giant axe and motion for some others to came and help him move it.
Having had little of need of a water herself, by the time D.O.R.K realize she had at least carried a waterskin all the same just in case, others had likely intercepted the request. Regardless, as her attention is about to shift towards the door in anticipation of leaving, the dim glow just out of her peripheral, she's looked almost concerned confused for a moment, needing to adjust her ocular lenses just to get a hint perhaps of of the axe and Ilezneya.
But with or without a call to further clarify things, she'd relay to the others its discovery, but add as well, "Further rest is recommended for Mullo, as well as transportation. If you require assistance, I can aid you in climbing aboard your equine companion. Otherwise, the rest of us should see about gathering the axe and taking it at least into the main chamber."With that, and hopefully agreeing words or gesture of approval, D.O.R.K readily sets to the work, finding comfort in the far simpler if strenuous task.
After narrowly joining Mullo in the belly of the beast, D.O.R.K once again promptly took advantage of Ebonitus divine marker to slam home her own celestial armament its side and begin carving out chunks of the creature. If if by some unholy miracle the beast avoids the blade, she unfalteringly calls out to the heavens with a hand raised high, summoning another pillar of divine flames shaped like a catapulted boulder the creatures way. "Now spit her out right this instance."
Bonus Action: Attack with (4th level)Celestial Armament.
Attack: 2+17 Damage: 13 of Force.
(Adv. from the Ebon's Guiding Bolt)
Action: Cast (Cantrip)Holy Artillery, inflicting 14 Radiant Damage. Dex Save(DC 14) for no damage.
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
Wait, would the stomach acid attack be considered a melee attack? If so, I actually lose two fails with that attack. What say you, DM?
I've gone looking see here - https://rpg.stackexchange.com/questions/102157/remorhaz-heated-body-mechanics-explanation and I don't think it is a melee attack its something else.
The creature manages to (DC14 [Dex] = 15 successfully dodge D.O.R.K.'s firestrike
Illezenya you're up
DM - Stopping a god in his tracks
Ilezenya's spirit guardians continue their attack (DC15 Wis for half of 9 radiant damage.) The half-drow also tries to curse the monster, causing a bell to toll the impending death of the creature! (Toll the Dead - DC15 Wis or take 9 necrotic damage!)
Love God. Love Others. Any Questions?
The bells of death ring out and (DC15 Wis = 7) the creature shakes its head in pain.
Devin you're up.
DM - Stopping a god in his tracks
Devin continues to concentrate on Bless that helps his companions he smashes the blue star again
Attack: 15 Damage: 13 + 2 from Bless
He again casts Magic Missile level 3 for 20 force damage
And the creature smashes into the ground unmoving!
About now you hear a bellow from back within the complex "come back you damn horse - what is up?"
DM - Stopping a god in his tracks
Despite the distraction of a certain frost giant's bellows, D.O.R.K's focus remained on the now fallen many legged creature; who she wastes no time in marching for its head, and using her celestial armament to help open its mouth wide enough to start climbing down its throat. If it however looks as if the jaw might fall close and make it harder to drag Mullo out, then she unfaltering try to hold it open after calling over the others to enter in her stead. In either event, she hardly says word except to sharply call in names for help when it seemed necessary to get people moving once more.
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
Ilezenya drops his spell and helps to get Mullo out, either back out through its mouth or by going through the beast's gut.
Love God. Love Others. Any Questions?
Fearlessly D.O.R.K. and Illezenya go into the creatures maw to retrieve their colleagues body. They ignore the burning acid 1 of damage as they slowly drag the unmoving body of the Shaman back out of the creature.
DM - Stopping a god in his tracks
As soon as the creature falls dead Devin rushes forward to help D get Mullo out. If he can't get in with her he waits at the mouth and as soon as he can he grabs Mullo and casts Cure Wounds lvl 2 for 13 hp.
"Is she okay? Still alive?"
"No... No she is not okay." D.O.R.K had replied plainly to the first while laying the nomad down, but hadn't the courage to answer the second question. All she could do was make a little room for the others to tend to Mullo, clenching and unclenching a hand at the side. "I... w-we should.." She tried to add, but failed to find the words. Until she sees Mullo at least conscious, the construct couldn't find the wherewithall to focus on anything else. Not yet, at least.
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
With Devin's healing power for Mullo, Ilezenya holds his own spells. "Perhaps we should camp here for the night and let our bodies, and powers, be revived by our deities...I will scout out the entire room to ensure there are no other nasties waiting to surprise us." He then moves stealthily into the shadows again, his drow eyes seeing far into the darkness. The Dusk Warden sweeps the large room, checking for doors, accesses, and any hiding spots where more of these creatures may be or come in.
Love God. Love Others. Any Questions?
Ebonitus races forward to check on the body of Mullo, if she is dead he calls upon the Earth mother to restore the life to the Shaman's body, casting revivify
Tirohia te Moana - Level 2 Cleric - What shall we do with the Drunken Sailor?
Ebonitus de Viribus - Level 4 Cleric - The Storm King's Thunder - The Gods Respond.
As Mullo's eyes blink open as a result of the party's frantic efforts they are buffeted by a powerful wind as a very large winged horse muscles its way into the crowd surrounding the Shaman and stands protectively over her body.
DM - Stopping a god in his tracks
Seeing that her life has been spared Devin touches her again immediately and again casts Cure Wounds lvl 2 for 20 hp.
"I agree Ilezenya. Make sure the room is safe and there are no other surprises. We should rest for the night and regain our strength. We can puzzle out this place while we rest."
D.O.R.K quietly nodded in agreement to the Warden, or had started to at least, prior to then being nearly bowled over by the panicked Pegasus. If she could but smile at the sight, she might've done so. But as things stood, she pantomimed the motions of breathing a sigh of relief. "It is good to see that you're alive, Shaman Mullo. The creature seemed especially attracted to you." She admits as her attention drifts over to the corpse.
Noting after that the drow appeared to have disappeared into darkness, she turned back to the others and say, "The Dusk Warden has made a good point regarding rest. As much as it would prudent we do everything in our power to see an end to our mission, we cannot push ourselves to hastily, so I too agree. Let us return to Harshnag's side for now, and prepare to make up camp." She suggest.
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
The light. The power. The peace. Whispers.
Mullo gasps as her eyes blink open. Pain floods her body — still dripping with the stomach acid of the beast that had ingested her. She flails a bit at the confusing cacophony of sensory stimuli. However, at the touch of Haetone, Mullo immediately calms. The pegasus leans her head down and nuzzles the side of the shaman's neck, and Mullo closes her eyes to grimace. "Water," she says through a partially closed throat.
As Illezenya searches the room he can find no further exits but he does find leaning against one of the tables a giant Great Axe even bigger than Harshnag's.
DM - Stopping a god in his tracks
Ilezenya whispers a spell, and four balls of light spring into existence, forming a straight line between his current position and the rest of his party. (Dancing Lights has a range of 120', so there will be a light every 30' forming a path.) When he sees one of the others look his way, Ilezenya will point to the giant axe and motion for some others to came and help him move it.
Love God. Love Others. Any Questions?
Having had little of need of a water herself, by the time D.O.R.K realize she had at least carried a waterskin all the same just in case, others had likely intercepted the request. Regardless, as her attention is about to shift towards the door in anticipation of leaving, the dim glow just out of her peripheral, she's looked almost concerned confused for a moment, needing to adjust her ocular lenses just to get a hint perhaps of of the axe and Ilezneya.
But with or without a call to further clarify things, she'd relay to the others its discovery, but add as well, "Further rest is recommended for Mullo, as well as transportation. If you require assistance, I can aid you in climbing aboard your equine companion. Otherwise, the rest of us should see about gathering the axe and taking it at least into the main chamber." With that, and hopefully agreeing words or gesture of approval, D.O.R.K readily sets to the work, finding comfort in the far simpler if strenuous task.
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.