Dungeon of the Mad Mage (#9 PbP)

Azrael watched as the bolts flew by.. he had expected them to aim at him....  Damnit.... he called out, as the dwarf was impaled.... I'll stop them friend... he shouted back.. wanting to help but these things wouldn't keep firing down the hall. Azrael noted the very physical absence of several members of the group.. the Bugbear was proving to be Unreliable and Azrael already had his suspicious.. Allesandra however....Whatever he sighed to himself.

As soon as Azrael took his full movement, he planted his feet. The room began to hum, and Azraels scales began to thrum, visible tension grew in hte air as Ions and other particles gathered at his fingertips, his hands balled into a fist, except his index and middle finger. Baring his teeth, the back of his throat glowed white, as well as his eyes.

A beam of raw electricity shot out as electricity arced between his fingers Fulminis! he shouted as he cast Lightning Bolt to where it would hit both, grazing them both on the inner-side.

DC 14 Dex - 21

14

Acchhh, laddie, dwarfnuts.

You can almost hear the thunder as one of the animated ballistae gets scorched.

Mr. Biggs cants his head to the side, appearing more concerned at the time with examining the meal. "Why I think the air's been so tense about you? Or why you have been able to fair so well down here?" He asked casually and without any sense of the smiling shadow behind him. "While I am inclined to assume the latter, Patches would mighty disappointed in me for not at least broaching the query." He smiles faintly, having long since set his helmet aside to watch the meal.

"Patches is an old svirfniblin friend of mines from back home. S'not his real name, just f,y,i. But it fits 'ol Trusty Patches... But in any case, if its latter, it's cause yer blood is already tainted... and if its the former, well... It's all the little things really. Like the way you looked at that Dragon fella a while back. Back before the whole mess with the ice, I mean. And even now how you sit there." 

Lythril grabs Evrik and continues down the hall towards the ballista. "Come on lazy bones!"

Reaction - Protection mode on - disadvantage on an attack against Evrik or Azrael.

OOC - I think we need one more movement to get to melee range?

*keeps dashing and dodging while bleeding from the spear*
 

As OU812 continues to sprint towards the ballistae, he transforms into a yellow colored VW Beetle!  Or not.  Maybe he just continues to sprint towards them at full speed.

You guys (those that have dashed and moved) should be in melee range now, if you all wanna pound at it, go for it. I'll let you do so before the other one fires.

"hahahahhaa!"

Lythril   dances through the air to  land crushing blows against the mechanical *****es!

Attack: 26 Damage: 19

Attack: 22 Damage: 11

Grianne cheers and shouts YEAH!  SMASH THOSE GERBIL WENCHES!! As Lyth smashes some evil *****es magic crossbows.

Ra'iik would like to try and "grapple" the loaded one to aim it away from the party/ at the other one. Athletics 16

Alessandra keeps her eyes set on the bugbear while he spoke, not for intimidation purposes, but really to observe him and his mannerisms (and to ignore the shadow figure laughing at her). It wasn't too often she would meet civilized beasts like him, who spoke the way he did, and acted so nonchalantly about this whole mess he and his friend had gotten themselves into. Then again, who was she to talk? She shifted her weight onto one leg once he commented on how she was hanging about, but kept her face neutral.

"My blood is tainted, if you couldn't already tell," She said in a casual tone, referring to her blood magics. "So being down here isn't anything to me, at most, it's an itch that I cannot scratch. Something continues to draw me here, and it only gets worse the more we traverse downwards." She sighs, her eyebrow twitching about how he caught the way she looked at Azrael, and how she carried herself. "You're extremely observant, aren't you?"

He and the dragon both.

Just as she was about to speak again, an echoing of Lythril's maniacal laughter causes her to close her mouth and after a second, she pushes herself off the wall and hovers over him a moment. "I'm going to assume they're just about done down there. We can continue this conversation later, if you wish. Shall we?"

Azrael readied another spell, this time, however, there were people in melee, so he had to change tactics. If either catapault were still alive, Azrael would cast Magic Missile at the one presenting the greatest danger to the group as far as he could tell, using a 2nd level spell slot... Mahau Mailo! he shouted, as the 4 darts flew to deal 5 - 5 - 5 - 3 damage.

(Do any of the cata's look 'near death'?)

Azrael would then run another 30 feet forward.

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Lythril grabs Evrik and continues down the hall towards the ballista. "Come on lazy bones!"

 

 "Lazy!? I think not fair lady!" Evrik replies as he rushes toward the war engines. "AHH!" he screams as he grips Myke in both hands and brings it crushing down onto one of the throwers. (Attack: 9 Damage: 9)

Seeing some of himself in the ballista, OU812 happily chops away at it like chopping down a tree:

Attack #1: 26 Damage: 9

Attack #2: 13 Damage: 13

And then, guessing that the ballista has been taken out of action, he’ll scramble around picking up tons of parts for Stella: 14

Wow, nice job! You guys successfully bash the ballistae into wood splinters. They no longer operate, and there is a big door in front of you. (made a mistake, it's not a double door.)

Azrael would, now that the threat was over, look back to the wounded behind him. Azrael saw that both Lythril and Evrik were wounded, it was hard to decide whom, but after a moments hesitation, he ran to the Male Dwarfs side, and offered an Potion of Healing to him Drink this, and heal Lythril of her damage. I don't believe anyone else was hurt (Legit not sure, cause I see Lythrils HP at full >.>) I am sorry you were hurt friend, as well as you Lythril.. I don't understand why they did not target me as I was in the lead...

That did confuse him.. it made no sense... but ultimately it didn't matter.

Turning around, he would point to the large doors ahead It's likely that whomever controlled these weapons, or whatever they were protecting is behind that door. And I feel we've spent enough blood to purchase what lies beyond. What say you Evrik?

Though...I hope I'm not the only one who noticed not everyone was playing their part...

With that, Azrael would head to the doors, and ask his orb to investigate for any potential 'traps' hidden switches, or danger. Orb: 17

Thankfully, the doors are not trapped. They can be opened without harm.

Azrael waits for his companions to join him, then he would open the door. Though he would cast a disappointed glance at both Alles and Bigz.

(Waitign till the healers heal eachother, and such, and once we're all at the door, he opens it)

Lythril thanks her friends and healers with crushing hugs and smiles. She gives Evrik Lay On Boobs for full hp (+13?) . The pots should be saved for emergencies  =)

"That was a bit of fun! What's next?" she says and she kicks in the door.

Str check 16

Ra’iik also looks for scrap from the ballistas with OU812 9