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Alles Save: 22
Raiik Save: 4
Azrael brushes off the blindness spell as if it were nothing more than childs play, but even as he did so, that momentary distraction was enough to make him slip up in his resistance of Raiik's spell. Azrael was frozen in place, paralyzed. His jaw partially open as it had been just after his vitriolic release. Unable to act or move, or speak he stood there like a statue.
Ra'iik stands in front of Azreal, his glowing hand outstretched like he is holding a door knob. His muscular arm tenses under the pressure of his hold person spell.
"That, is unforgivable and definitely not the actions of the follower of the platinum Dragon whom I once knew. You've changed, Azreal the black. And not for the better."
Ra'iik looks around at the rest of the group who are in the room. "We have a minute left on this spell. Decide what we're gonna do with him quickly. He needs out help. I don't think this is the Azreal we once knew. Killing innocent people is the lowest of lows." He says with a snarl.
Mr. Biggs continues to give a play by play on Wedge's retreat back until the Batmonkey flutters back onto a shoulder. "That just about covers it."He comes out of his mini-trance and glances around. He looks all the more confused when the echoing cry from the previous area finally reaches his ears. But less so hearing OU812's klitty-clank his way back. "Well, this is another fine mess we find ourselves in Mr. Wedge. Suppose we should follow?"Wedge just shrugs before fishing out the smokables. "Helpful as always, Mr. Wedge."On that note, Mr. Biggs starts heading back towards the others at a more casual pace.
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Goyo - [Tortle]Druid/Warlock - Circle of Sea/Celestial (Libretalia)
Vogan - [Goliath-Hill]Bard - ???(A Dungeon-Delving Campaign Group C)
The corner of Alessandra's lip twitched in irritation at the dragonborn who now stood still in the shop, Ra'iik managing to hold him in position despite her failed attempt at blinding him. If my spell failing made his work, then so be it, she thinks. The aasimar takes a step to the side to allow Dani a chance to walk in and see what had occurred. "This fool killed the alchemist for no reason," She seethed as she points a finger at Azrael. "We have to do something with him to keep him from killing anyone else, or even us."
Kill him.
She rolls her eyes at nothing in particular. "Even if he says he's not going to hurt any of us, people like him lie all the time."
Ouch.
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Aeydof the Dragons || Wood Elf / Way of the Ascendant Dragon Monk Demetrios Zalaoras || Protector Aasimar / Paladin of Torm Hawke || Kalashtar / Circle of the Moon Druid Morticia || Half-Aasimar Rogue Yvan || Goliath / Path of the Wild Soul Barbarian | Paladin of Helm /ᐠ｡ꞈ｡ᐟ\
Jibber Jabber looks at you distrustfully, but he's not dumb enough to know he's gonna win 9 vs 1. He gives you all a sullen look, and walks away extremely sad, as if he lost a best friend.
Grianne picks a mushroom. This place. This dungeon. Its changing us. She says calmly We can all end up like him. Grianne thinks on her powers and comes up empty on a way to solve the issue at hand. What do we do with him?
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Grianne Wildpaw: Wood Elf Druid level 12 (8W-4L)- - Coliseum of Conquest: Master of Faerie Fire. Just don't ask her to spell it.
Grianne Wildpaw: Wood Elf Druid level 6 (2W-1L)- - Coliseum Reborn : Master of a Myriad of forms.
Runt, the Stormchosen: Half-Orc barbarian level 5 -- The Guild
"There is a chance for Ra'iik, Evrik or myself to save him. We can perform a Ceremony of Atonement or maybe he's cursed? It will take time though. Maybe we need to take up to the surface and work this out?"
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"Sooner or later, your Players are going to smash your railroad into a sandbox."
-Vedexent
"real life is a super high CR."
-OboeLauren
"............anybody got any potatoes? We could drop a potato in each hole an' see which ones get viciously mauled by horrible monsters?"
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Raiik Save attempt 3: 10
Azrael collects his hands into a sphere, much like one does when making a 'heart' symbol at their chest, as he shifts, his body tensing as he shifts his position just enough to give himself some space without truly moving away. As his arms thrust up into the air dark-power coalesces as he half shouts, half cackles in Draconic si tepohada intended ekess shala wux mabliki ekess faestir dout purpose.. shar coi seems batobot wux re throdenilt trouble loupon wux re xihuuli! loreat! Ahahahahahahaha! he cried out, as he lobbed a massive sphere into the air, only for it to come crashing down on everyone around him, casting Vitriolic Sphere and his body gleams with a thin layer over his entire form, as he spends 1 sorcery point to make himself immune to acid damage for the next hour. The power of Tiamat flowing through him, empowering his spell farther than it could ever normally go.
DC 15 Dex Save or take 48 If you fail your save, you also take 29 at the end of your next turn.
Initiative: 1
"I had intended to allow you mortals to serve your purpose.. but it seems that you are more trouble than you are worth! DIE!"
Elemental Affinity (Acid)PHB102
When you cast a spell that deals damage of the type associated with your draconic ancestry, you can add +4 to one damage roll of that spell. At the same time, you can spend 1 sorcery point to gain resistance to that damage type for 1 hour.
(Since i'm already resistant to it, doign this again would make me immune i think. I'f i'm wrong, I'll correct and take damage as needed :P)
((OOC Heading to work, last post i'll be able to make for a few hours))
Somewhere deep down in the bowels of Hell, a five headed dragon influences, and laughs. Soon.
A massive explosion of acid bursts and hits EVERYONE near him.
SOMEWHERE NEAR
Zoothera perked up. "Did you hear that? I heard a scream." she said. Citrina sighed. "Shut up, *****, you're always hearing something.." "No, i'm serious, this time. It's near. I heard a scream." Zoothera shot back. O'Cephalus nodded. "She's right. The Weave senses them, too." "Careful, old man.." Neglectus warned, "Don't dip too far in. Come on, let's find the source of that noise."
BACK IN THE CAVE MOMENTS BEFORE AZRAEL'S ATTACK
Grianne, it all happened so fast. If you had a sixth sense, it hits you so hard you jolt. You become lost in thought. Something, somewhere near, something very powerful is approaching. Powerful, evil, deadly. The Weave twists and shifts, giving you a subtle warning of..danger. Great danger.
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DeX save 10 . Grianne only takes 13 of the initial damage.
Grianne shakes off the bull of Azraels attack. She recognizes that there is darkness taking hold of the dragonborn and casts polymorph on herself, transforming into a giant terrible lizard.
As a T-Rex, T-rains bellows a roar rivaling a dragon.
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((i'm... im gonna burn my inspo on this... but knowing my ******* luck i'll fail it regardless))
Dex save: 7
Luckily enough for her, Alessandra manages to be dexterous enough to avoid the majority of the acid that Azrael had poured down upon them and the few splashes that did come in contact with her skin didn't hurt as much as it could have thanks to Lythril's magical aura that protected them. The blood hunter didn't hesitate in drawing her blades now, her blood causing sparks of flame to spark out from the metal before being both completely engulfed into flames.
The shadow snakes his way behind her with a smile ever so prominent on his face, wrapping a strong hand around her neck to influence her words, causing swirls of orange magic to dance across her legs and arms.
"If it is a fight he wants, a fighthe is going to get."
Aeydof the Dragons || Wood Elf / Way of the Ascendant Dragon Monk Demetrios Zalaoras || Protector Aasimar / Paladin of Torm Hawke || Kalashtar / Circle of the Moon Druid Morticia || Half-Aasimar Rogue Yvan || Goliath / Path of the Wild Soul Barbarian | Paladin of Helm /ᐠ｡ꞈ｡ᐟ\
"Oh good. Glad to see you guys didn't get too -- Oh F--" Biggs starts waving his hand around frantically. When his magic fails he dark souls roll away, dodging the worse by mainly being to the edge. Wedge isn't so lucky. His death is mercifully quick one. "Wedge? Oh... Oh Wedge.." He glares at Azrael, tosses aside a pitted helmet, and pulls back a sleeve. Both fur and less acid resistant pieces of his cloak flakes off.
It was a good thing he wore layers. And had thick fur. And was too honestly right miffed to worry about the no doubt extreme pain he'll be in once the adrenaline left him.
Bonus Action: Second Wind-u, regaining 10 HP.
"If that's how we gonna play this." Biggs catches his breathe, then throws some magic darts THEN surges with adrenaline a loose chunk stone his way from off the side. A nice size bludgeoning rock to knock him out if he can't dodge it.
Action:Magic Missile at 2nd level for 3x4 for 12Force Damage.
Action Surge:Catapult at 1st level for 23 bludgeoning damage to both Az and the rock, DC 13 Dex Save for no damage.
Alles Save: 22
Raiik Save: 4
Azrael brushes off the blindness spell as if it were nothing more than childs play, but even as he did so, that momentary distraction was enough to make him slip up in his resistance of Raiik's spell. Azrael was frozen in place, paralyzed. His jaw partially open as it had been just after his vitriolic release. Unable to act or move, or speak he stood there like a statue.
Occassional Dungeon Master.
Ra'iik stands in front of Azreal, his glowing hand outstretched like he is holding a door knob. His muscular arm tenses under the pressure of his hold person spell.
"That, is unforgivable and definitely not the actions of the follower of the platinum Dragon whom I once knew. You've changed, Azreal the black. And not for the better."
Ra'iik looks around at the rest of the group who are in the room. "We have a minute left on this spell. Decide what we're gonna do with him quickly. He needs out help. I don't think this is the Azreal we once knew. Killing innocent people is the lowest of lows." He says with a snarl.
"CoS" Rumble- Tabaxi Shadow Monk
Mr. Biggs continues to give a play by play on Wedge's retreat back until the Batmonkey flutters back onto a shoulder. "That just about covers it." He comes out of his mini-trance and glances around. He looks all the more confused when the echoing cry from the previous area finally reaches his ears. But less so hearing OU812's klitty-clank his way back. "Well, this is another fine mess we find ourselves in Mr. Wedge. Suppose we should follow?" Wedge just shrugs before fishing out the smokables. "Helpful as always, Mr. Wedge." On that note, Mr. Biggs starts heading back towards the others at a more casual pace.
Goyo - [Tortle]Druid/Warlock - Circle of Sea/Celestial (Libretalia)
Vogan - [Goliath-Hill]Bard - ???(A Dungeon-Delving Campaign Group C)
Jack Vicvan - [Eladrin]Warlock - Archfey
Danitriel sauntered back into the shop looking concerned. "Ra'iik, did you just say something about killing?"
The corner of Alessandra's lip twitched in irritation at the dragonborn who now stood still in the shop, Ra'iik managing to hold him in position despite her failed attempt at blinding him. If my spell failing made his work, then so be it, she thinks. The aasimar takes a step to the side to allow Dani a chance to walk in and see what had occurred. "This fool killed the alchemist for no reason," She seethed as she points a finger at Azrael. "We have to do something with him to keep him from killing anyone else, or even us."
Kill him.
She rolls her eyes at nothing in particular. "Even if he says he's not going to hurt any of us, people like him lie all the time."
Ouch.
Aeyd of the Dragons || Wood Elf / Way of the Ascendant Dragon Monk
Demetrios Zalaoras || Protector Aasimar / Paladin of Torm
Hawke || Kalashtar / Circle of the Moon Druid
Morticia || Half-Aasimar Rogue
Yvan || Goliath / Path of the Wild Soul Barbarian | Paladin of Helm
/ᐠ｡ꞈ｡ᐟ\
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Occassional Dungeon Master.
The ettin squeezes it's way into the cavern. (You guys are in AREA 4, or near the edge of AREA 3)
"Heard horrible scream! Is everyon- GASSSSPPPP!
What happen to Alchemist?? Was our friend!!"
Uh oh.
"We caught the criminal Mr. Jibby Jabby!" says Lythril, "We will take the scumbag to a place and render justice! "
"No no Naughty boy!" Lythril shouts and smacks Azrael with her Warhammer.
Bonus Action Ensnaring Strike Str Save DC 13
Attack: 26 Damage: 19
"Sooner or later, your Players are going to smash your railroad into a sandbox."
-Vedexent
"real life is a super high CR."
-OboeLauren
"............anybody got any potatoes? We could drop a potato in each hole an' see which ones get viciously mauled by horrible monsters?"
-Ilyara Thundertale
17
Occassional Dungeon Master.
Thorny vines erupt from Azrael's chest and wrap about his body.
Lythril takes the opportunity to tie him up.
"See Mr. Jibby Jabby? We got this. He'll pay for his crime."
"Sooner or later, your Players are going to smash your railroad into a sandbox."
-Vedexent
"real life is a super high CR."
-OboeLauren
"............anybody got any potatoes? We could drop a potato in each hole an' see which ones get viciously mauled by horrible monsters?"
-Ilyara Thundertale
Jibber Jabber looks at you distrustfully, but he's not dumb enough to know he's gonna win 9 vs 1. He gives you all a sullen look, and walks away extremely sad, as if he lost a best friend.
Grianne picks a mushroom. This place. This dungeon. Its changing us. She says calmly We can all end up like him. Grianne thinks on her powers and comes up empty on a way to solve the issue at hand. What do we do with him?
Grianne Wildpaw: Wood Elf Druid level 12 (8W-4L)- - Coliseum of Conquest: Master of Faerie Fire. Just don't ask her to spell it.
Grianne Wildpaw: Wood Elf Druid level 6 (2W-1L)- - Coliseum Reborn : Master of a Myriad of forms.
Runt, the Stormchosen: Half-Orc barbarian level 5 -- The Guild
Tomoe Gozen: Human Fighter Samurai level 5 -- Cronero (Solo Campaign)
"There is a chance for Ra'iik, Evrik or myself to save him. We can perform a Ceremony of Atonement or maybe he's cursed? It will take time though. Maybe we need to take up to the surface and work this out?"
"Sooner or later, your Players are going to smash your railroad into a sandbox."
-Vedexent
"real life is a super high CR."
-OboeLauren
"............anybody got any potatoes? We could drop a potato in each hole an' see which ones get viciously mauled by horrible monsters?"
-Ilyara Thundertale
Raiik Save attempt 3: 10
Azrael collects his hands into a sphere, much like one does when making a 'heart' symbol at their chest, as he shifts, his body tensing as he shifts his position just enough to give himself some space without truly moving away. As his arms thrust up into the air dark-power coalesces as he half shouts, half cackles in Draconic si tepohada intended ekess shala wux mabliki ekess faestir dout purpose.. shar coi seems batobot wux re throdenilt trouble loupon wux re xihuuli! loreat! Ahahahahahahaha! he cried out, as he lobbed a massive sphere into the air, only for it to come crashing down on everyone around him, casting Vitriolic Sphere and his body gleams with a thin layer over his entire form, as he spends 1 sorcery point to make himself immune to acid damage for the next hour. The power of Tiamat flowing through him, empowering his spell farther than it could ever normally go.
DC 15 Dex Save or take 48 If you fail your save, you also take 29 at the end of your next turn.
Initiative: 1
"I had intended to allow you mortals to serve your purpose.. but it seems that you are more trouble than you are worth! DIE!"
When you cast a spell that deals damage of the type associated with your draconic ancestry, you can add +4 to one damage roll of that spell. At the same time, you can spend 1 sorcery point to gain resistance to that damage type for 1 hour.
(Since i'm already resistant to it, doign this again would make me immune i think. I'f i'm wrong, I'll correct and take damage as needed :P)
((OOC Heading to work, last post i'll be able to make for a few hours))
Occassional Dungeon Master.
Somewhere deep down in the bowels of Hell, a five headed dragon influences, and laughs. Soon.
A massive explosion of acid bursts and hits EVERYONE near him.
SOMEWHERE NEAR
Zoothera perked up. "Did you hear that? I heard a scream." she said.
Citrina sighed. "Shut up, *****, you're always hearing something.."
"No, i'm serious, this time. It's near. I heard a scream." Zoothera shot back.
O'Cephalus nodded. "She's right. The Weave senses them, too."
"Careful, old man.." Neglectus warned, "Don't dip too far in. Come on, let's find the source of that noise."
BACK IN THE CAVE
MOMENTS BEFORE AZRAEL'S ATTACK
Grianne, it all happened so fast. If you had a sixth sense, it hits you so hard you jolt. You become lost in thought. Something, somewhere near, something very powerful is approaching. Powerful, evil, deadly. The Weave twists and shifts, giving you a subtle warning of..danger. Great danger.
****.
EVERYBODY gets resistance to spell damage and +2 to your saves.
Azrael is no longer friendly, so he gets jack shit.
"Sooner or later, your Players are going to smash your railroad into a sandbox."
-Vedexent
"real life is a super high CR."
-OboeLauren
"............anybody got any potatoes? We could drop a potato in each hole an' see which ones get viciously mauled by horrible monsters?"
-Ilyara Thundertale
Initiative 16
Dex Save 23
"The hard way it is then..."
"Sooner or later, your Players are going to smash your railroad into a sandbox."
-Vedexent
"real life is a super high CR."
-OboeLauren
"............anybody got any potatoes? We could drop a potato in each hole an' see which ones get viciously mauled by horrible monsters?"
-Ilyara Thundertale
DeX save 10 . Grianne only takes 13 of the initial damage.
Grianne shakes off the bull of Azraels attack. She recognizes that there is darkness taking hold of the dragonborn and casts polymorph on herself, transforming into a giant terrible lizard.
As a T-Rex, T-rains bellows a roar rivaling a dragon.
Initiative is 21
Grianne Wildpaw: Wood Elf Druid level 12 (8W-4L)- - Coliseum of Conquest: Master of Faerie Fire. Just don't ask her to spell it.
Grianne Wildpaw: Wood Elf Druid level 6 (2W-1L)- - Coliseum Reborn : Master of a Myriad of forms.
Runt, the Stormchosen: Half-Orc barbarian level 5 -- The Guild
Tomoe Gozen: Human Fighter Samurai level 5 -- Cronero (Solo Campaign)
((i'm... im gonna burn my inspo on this... but knowing my ******* luck i'll fail it regardless))
Dex save: 7
Luckily enough for her, Alessandra manages to be dexterous enough to avoid the majority of the acid that Azrael had poured down upon them and the few splashes that did come in contact with her skin didn't hurt as much as it could have thanks to Lythril's magical aura that protected them. The blood hunter didn't hesitate in drawing her blades now, her blood causing sparks of flame to spark out from the metal before being both completely engulfed into flames.
The shadow snakes his way behind her with a smile ever so prominent on his face, wrapping a strong hand around her neck to influence her words, causing swirls of orange magic to dance across her legs and arms.
"If it is a fight he wants, a fight he is going to get."
Initiative: 19
Aeyd of the Dragons || Wood Elf / Way of the Ascendant Dragon Monk
Demetrios Zalaoras || Protector Aasimar / Paladin of Torm
Hawke || Kalashtar / Circle of the Moon Druid
Morticia || Half-Aasimar Rogue
Yvan || Goliath / Path of the Wild Soul Barbarian | Paladin of Helm
/ᐠ｡ꞈ｡ᐟ\
Initiative: 19.
Reaction: Counterspell roll if Biggs arrives in time(DC 14): 7.
Dex Save if he fails to Counterspell(DC 15): 19.
(For when Biggs turn comes around)
"Oh good. Glad to see you guys didn't get too -- Oh F--" Biggs starts waving his hand around frantically. When his magic fails he dark souls roll away, dodging the worse by mainly being to the edge. Wedge isn't so lucky. His death is mercifully quick one. "Wedge? Oh... Oh Wedge.." He glares at Azrael, tosses aside a pitted helmet, and pulls back a sleeve. Both fur and less acid resistant pieces of his cloak flakes off.
It was a good thing he wore layers. And had thick fur. And was too honestly right miffed to worry about the no doubt extreme pain he'll be in once the adrenaline left him.
Bonus Action: Second Wind-u, regaining 10 HP.
"If that's how we gonna play this." Biggs catches his breathe, then throws some magic darts THEN surges with adrenaline a loose chunk stone his way from off the side. A nice size bludgeoning rock to knock him out if he can't dodge it.
Action: Magic Missile at 2nd level for 3x4 for 12 Force Damage.
Action Surge: Catapult at 1st level for 23 bludgeoning damage to both Az and the rock, DC 13 Dex Save for no damage.
Goyo - [Tortle]Druid/Warlock - Circle of Sea/Celestial (Libretalia)
Vogan - [Goliath-Hill]Bard - ???(A Dungeon-Delving Campaign Group C)
Jack Vicvan - [Eladrin]Warlock - Archfey