Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
D&D Beyond Basic Rules
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The rage within Torq sustains his paralyzed body through the pain but you watch as feathers from his right wing are disintegrated and the exposed flesh in that area turn blistered and grey. A still steaming Mucor cries out in anger and pain as he tosses his shield to the ground and slams down his staff. As Aryn shrugs off the damage and spells she feels the earth beneath her tremble violently. Torq immediately collapses to the ground in a heap unable to move. All but the NW werewolf by Aryn are knocked to the floor by the violent shaking. Aryn finishes off the NW werewolf first with a thrust through the jaw that pierces through the back of the skull. She turns and begins to methodically slash and stab at each of the werewolves who bleed from the lacerations but begin scrambling to their feet. The ground continues to shake within the cavern and dirt and stone fall from the ceiling as a large fissure opens up in the floor to the west that swallows the southernmost table into the 100 foot deep chasm. (10 X10 ) Two of the caster wolves fall prone to the ground and Torq feels his body loosen and manages to right himself. The huge black werewolf remains upright growling loudly. Jinara walks forward beside of Mucor and mutters something in draconic before casting Fire Storm. A similar long pillar of flames shoot up from teh ground and instantly incinerate the two werewolves south of Aryn. The three casterwolves to the east and huge black werewolf stand with patches of their hair smoking.
Gaelin! (Torq- you are no longer paralyzed. Casterwolf lost concentration but you still lose your turn for the current round but I at least gave you half movement to stand up. :) )
Map:
DEX: 9 14
Gaelin pats his shoulder trying to put out the flame and runs south 30ft. (30ft S 5 ft W) He'll look down to the large werewolf and three nearby werewolves. Electricity arcs across the fingers of his right hand and travel down his staff as he points it towards the casterwolf just SW of the boss and casts Chain Lightning. "Let's try to save the one near Aryn and the other one to the southwest." he says telepathically to the group.
DC18 DEX or take 42 lightning damage
Lightning arcs from the end of GAelin's staff and impacts the werewolf burning a hole through its torso. The light sparks and three arcs shoot from the glowing core of the werewolf as it slumps to the ground. The arcs slam into the huge black werewolf and nearby casterwolves. The two casterwolves fall to the ground and convulse uncontrollably for a second then go still. With only the tall black werewolf and two others left you hear the black werewolf say in a low but eloquent voice, "Let us not resort to this bloodshed. Surely there can be a peaceful solution to whatever has caused this conflict. I am not crazed and bloodthirsty as my brothers are." the huge black haired werewolf walks slowly forward with both hands raised and gives a nod to the two remaining werewolves who lower raise their clawed hands as well.
Lightbringers! (End of combat if you wish to talk peaceably.)
map:
Aryn will sheath her swords and use her bonus to move Hunter's mark to the black werewolf as she draws her bow. "We'll see what he has to say and once we get the location of the other cave we can kill them." she says telepathically. Then with a smile, she'll say aloud, "Alright. Let's Talk. If you can give us some information we might consider sparring your lives."
Insight on the boss: 25
Deception: 14
"Fine. If he makes a move we don't like though, we can't take any chances." Gaelin says telepathically to the group. Gaelin will move south towards Aryn and Torq. "We have a few questions. First, where are the other hideouts?"
Insight on boss as well: 13
Mucor would snarl through clenched teeth before moving to pick up his shield and put it on his back. "I am going to collect the bodies of the prisoners I killed." Mucor would say aloud in a mixture of rage and anguish as he turns and moves away from the werewolves and the group. "I need to find a way to fix this." he would add as the smoldering elf turns and moves towards the entrance of the cave. As he makes his way through towards the entrance, any corpses of werewolves on the ground would immediately sprout mushrooms and mold as their bodies begin to decay.
"Do what you have to Mucor but don't beat yourself up. We'll take care of this." Torq says telepathically as he slowly flies forward landing 15 feet north from the boss werewolf. Still gripping his weapons tightly he'll look up at the tall monster imagining how a severed werewolf head would look hanging on his mantle.
The more slender but still muscular black werewolf smiles revealing long white teeth in a polite and seemingly sincere way. Aryn and Gaelin, you can hear a quiver in his speech relating fear and assume the cordiality is a front. The black werewolf bows slowly stretching his arm over his chest in a show of respect. "Draco Mehlar at your disposal. Tristin resides in the Slumbering Peaks. The cave is a bit smaller than this one but you'll find he is far more aggressive than I. Unfortunately, our shared brother Lucius was slain not so long ago just outside of Zhesa. It would appear someone has beaten you to the punch." His eyes dart across your faces to gleam any insight into your knowledge of Lucius' death. He pauses and waits to see if there are any further questions. The two other werewolves snarl lowly but Draco releases a short snapping bark at them. They immediately cower and take a step back. The casterwolf stands at the edge of the fissure and peers down into the dark depths below.
"WE KILLED HIM!" Mucor would shout back over his shoulder towards Draco if he can hear the werewolves words on his way towards the dead prisoners.
(OOC: I have a passive perception of 30 lol)
(LMAO)
Gaelin fights back a smile and continues his questioning, not addressing the subject. "Where abouts in the Slumbering peaks? The North or south? How often does he leave? Are there any other leaders or hideouts of the Moonshapers? Would you give up your life of crime and slaving in exchange for your life? Whether it be in chains or free I can't say."
Mucor's voice echos back through the cave and hits the werewolf's ears. A shudder runs through Draco's frame and he stifles himself. "He was the most uncontrollable, wildest fiend Telgun had ever seen. Still... he was family." A genuine feeling of remorse can be felt in his voice as he says this. "You'll find the cave entrance on the western end of the mountain chain between the tallest and shortest peaks. There's a mountain road carved into the rock that follows the river. Where the river forks around a giant boulder you find a trail that breaks off from the road and continues up the mountainside. You can follow this trail all the way to the entrance. We hardly ever leave these caves except to meet with one another every few months under cover of darkness. Unlike those we turn, my brothers and I are cursed to live in this form forever. They embraced it while I have endeavored to remove it. Unsuccessfully as you can see." He says gesturing down to his form. Draco contemplates his words carefully at the series of questions and speaks slowly but eloquently as one who is of noble birth.
"Of the Moonshapers, no. Of the Hive... countless more. The Moonshapers are but a single branch of a large tree. It is of this area that I can benefit you most of all. Due to my calmer demeanor and intellect, I have been given privileges that my brothers were exiled from. I have connections and knowledge that are priceless for those seeking to overthrow or perhaps overtake the Hive. I can not deny my brutality and thirst for flesh. I cannot end it apart from death or powerful magic that surpasses my own ability but as you can see I have managed to regulate it through a strict regime. It is not perfect but it has been enough to elevate me within the Hive... and that's beneficial for you." (Aryn & Gaelin) He seems to speak truthfully of his belief in what he knows and appears to slightly cower as he stands.
"He's actually telling the truth...What do you guys think? Should we kill the other two and keep him? Gaelin or Jinara, do either of you have something to knock this guy out but keep him alive? He's a coward but he's also cunning and i bet would try to escape the first chance he got." Aryn says telepathically to the group. "And I assume you refuse to give us anymore information unless we give you our word not to kill you right? What proof do you have of this knowledge of the HIve? Who are they and where is their headquarters?" she says aloud watching the other two werewolves closely.
"Let's give him a few more second to settle down. Aryn, If you take the caster I'll take the other small one. That leaves big boy to your two." Torq replies telepathically trying not to tense up or give away anything.
"I have a couple options. One will hold him still for a short time and the other will make him more agreeable to our side for a while." Gaelin adds telepathically.
Draco smiles hopefully and says, "Ah, while I do value my life I can only assume you mean to end without convincing evidence yes? Observe..." He says raising his hand slowly. A magical illusion appears in his hand of a humanoid with the head and claws of a tiger. "This is Kar'Gal. The leader of the Hybrid Hive. I do not know the location of the headquarters because it almost always in constant movement. Kar'Gal travels only by ship and never travels inland. Only few of his trusted allies have ever seen him and I am the first and only werewolf to be allowed into this circle of weretigers... and now we reach the point of no further information. For more you will have to prove to me my safety for the future." A smile creeps across his face and he raises his hands in token of surrender.
Mucor- Make an investigation check to see if you can find the bodies.
"Now?" Torq says telepathically to the group.
If they give the go ahead Torq will rage and recklessly bash open the skull of the werewolf near them with his hammer and axe.
"Agreed. Do what you can Gaelin!" Aryn says telepathically pulling two arrows from her quiver then releases them both at the casterwolf. (Bonus: FIghting Spirit to give me advantage)
Attack: (1) 16 (2) 27
Damage: (1) 15 10 (2) 11 6 sneak: 13
Gaelin will cast Dominate Person at 7th level on Draco.
DC18 Wisdom save or be charmed for the duration.
Mucor would shake his head and mutter words of guidance under his breath.. cursing himself as he looks for the remains of the prisoners...
Investigation! 7 plus 3
Mucor searches through the multitude of tunnels and caverns for the better part of 5 minutes before he comes face to face with a gruesome sight. The cavern that served as the sleeping chamber for many of the bandits is covered in blood and dirt. The stone floor is pot marked with holes from where the elemental burrowed and reappeared. A large blackened scar stretches nearly the length of the cavern while melted stone and charred cloth flank are all that remain in the area from Valeera's breath. Six other beds are completely destroyed and scattered to bits from the elemental's wrath. In one corner you find a mound of dirt around a hole, the dirt and stone stained red with bits of flesh poking out from the rubble. In another area you find what you think is the remains of a creature that has been completely pulverized into mush in a small bloody heap. Jagged bits of bone jut out from chunks of flesh. You manage to find one, mostly intact body slumped against the wall. The torso of the human male has a 8 inch hole through the chest, broken ribs and organs poke out from the wound.
Wis Save: 9
Torq and Aryn unleash their assault as Gaelin expend his spell. Both the castwerwolf and werewolf fall from this unexpected and coordinated attack in quick succession. A look of fear flies across the face of Draco before his features relax as Gaelin's spell takes hold and Draco simply peers into nothingness and awaits his orders.