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As the assailants move towards the caravan Illanjura moves away from them off towards the side of the road where she can find cover but still maintaining view of the attacks. As soon as she gets clear of them she draws her longbow, nocks an arrow while taking aim at the nearest assailant and letting fly. The moment the arrow leaves her bow she immediately ducks down behind cover to try and conceal herself.
Move: 45ft away from the assailants to the side of the road, but towards the wagon if possible.
Action: Longbow attack against the nearest assailant(I have presumed I have sneak attack on the attack roll!) - Attack: 15 Damage: 13
Requital looks back at Mortise and Sybil in the cart, grasps the amulet hanging around her neck, whispering Lord of the Dead lend your strength to the living. Casting Aid on Mortise, Sybil, and herself. Swing back to face the oncoming rush she rides Black Rose 10 feet out from the cart, Black Rose takes the Dodge, while Requital casts Hunter's Mark at the attacker leading the charge.
Illanjura's arrow buries itself in the back of one of the cloaked figures with a wet 'thunk'. They jerk, then collapse mid-stride, toppling into the mud where they lie unmoving. Their comrades either ignore–or perhaps more likely–fail to notice the death of their ally, continuing to holler and jabber as they charge through the trees towards the cart.
[Rio's perception:] Through the rain and the same-couloured cloaks, Rio manages to get a general sense of the enemy's numbers. There appear to be in excess of ten, but fewer than fifteen that you can see.
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The cloaked assailants emerging from the side of the road produce gnarled shortbows from their obscuring garments, taking aim at Sybil. The air fills with the twang of bowstrings as black-fletched arrows scream through the rain towards her.
Attack: 14 Damage: 7 Attack: 12 Damage: 7
Seven of the figures draw swords, four of them blocking the path ahead while three break off and charge Requital with ear-splitting shrieks, sharp blades slashing wildly.
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As the second attacker hits Requital for 6 damage she points her finger at them and screams "Vos mos non paenitet!" Casting Hellish Rebuke : DEX 16 save. On failure they take 8 fire damage. Half that on a success.
Even doused by the pouring rain, the twisting pyre devours the attacker and the fire reduces them to a charred lump of flesh and metal. They topple back to the ground with an ashy wheeze.
(Done)
As the assailants move towards the caravan Illanjura moves away from them off towards the side of the road where she can find cover but still maintaining view of the attacks. As soon as she gets clear of them she draws her longbow, nocks an arrow while taking aim at the nearest assailant and letting fly. The moment the arrow leaves her bow she immediately ducks down behind cover to try and conceal herself.
Move: 45ft away from the assailants to the side of the road, but towards the wagon if possible.
Action: Longbow attack against the nearest assailant(I have presumed I have sneak attack on the attack roll!) - Attack: 15 Damage: 13
Bonus Action: Hide - stealth:21
Requital looks back at Mortise and Sybil in the cart, grasps the amulet hanging around her neck, whispering Lord of the Dead lend your strength to the living. Casting Aid on Mortise, Sybil, and herself. Swing back to face the oncoming rush she rides Black Rose 10 feet out from the cart, Black Rose takes the Dodge, while Requital casts Hunter's Mark at the attacker leading the charge.
Illanjura's arrow buries itself in the back of one of the cloaked figures with a wet 'thunk'. They jerk, then collapse mid-stride, toppling into the mud where they lie unmoving. Their comrades either ignore–or perhaps more likely–fail to notice the death of their ally, continuing to holler and jabber as they charge through the trees towards the cart.
(Also, I started a glossary of campaign-specific terms and characters in the public DM notes section. I'll update it as things come up.)
(Just to be clear that should be my whole turn so Rav or Rio is up.
(Noted)
Rio curves over the figures, trying to figure out exactly how many there are as he flies back towards the coach.
Perception: 19
Stella Diamant, Human Rogue 17 (Swashbuckler), The Exploits of Misfit Company
Kat, Medtech, Cyberpunk: Red
Shi, Changeling Bard 4 (College of Spirits), Tyrant's Grasp
Dani, Human Artificer 9 (Armorer), Skulls and Starships
DM, Project Point (Teams Scimitar and Longsword)
Everything Else!
[Rio's perception:] Through the rain and the same-couloured cloaks, Rio manages to get a general sense of the enemy's numbers. There appear to be in excess of ten, but fewer than fifteen that you can see.
Rio conveys this to Sybil and Illanjura telepathically.
(Turn finished)
Stella Diamant, Human Rogue 17 (Swashbuckler), The Exploits of Misfit Company
Kat, Medtech, Cyberpunk: Red
Shi, Changeling Bard 4 (College of Spirits), Tyrant's Grasp
Dani, Human Artificer 9 (Armorer), Skulls and Starships
DM, Project Point (Teams Scimitar and Longsword)
Everything Else!
(Just curious how long we’re waiting for unresponsive folks)
(I think 24 hours for the first time. Does that sound fair?)
(All good with me.)
The cloaked assailants emerging from the side of the road produce gnarled shortbows from their obscuring garments, taking aim at Sybil. The air fills with the twang of bowstrings as black-fletched arrows scream through the rain towards her.
Attack: 14 Damage: 7
Attack: 12 Damage: 7
Seven of the figures draw swords, four of them blocking the path ahead while three break off and charge Requital with ear-splitting shrieks, sharp blades slashing wildly.
Attack: 5 Damage: 4
Attack: 20 Damage: 4
Attack: 13 Damage: 8
One of the attackers rushing the mounted warrior takes an unlucky step into a mud-filled pothole, tripping face-first into the wet mud.
(Which of these would I have hunters marked?)
(One of the two attacking Requital)
As the second attacker hits Requital for 6 damage she points her finger at them and screams "Vos mos non paenitet!" Casting Hellish Rebuke : DEX 16 save. On failure they take 8 fire damage. Half that on a success.
(The one who attacked for 13 missed.)
Even doused by the pouring rain, the twisting pyre devours the attacker and the fire reduces them to a charred lump of flesh and metal. They topple back to the ground with an ashy wheeze.
(Turn done. You're up, Sybil.)