(I made a mistake in my calculations. Kelric is not caught by the spell.)

Disregard this post

(Oh crap.)

DC11 WIS save: 1

(DANG IT, REALLY!?)

Misha had a vision flood her mind. A newborn coming out of the Genesis Chambers, deformed, hideous, weak, and completely defective. The Prime Provost Alexei, Master Doctor of Banehold, held up the deformity with disdain, showed it to the other medical officers. Sometimes, mistakes were made. Sometimes it was nature, sometimes it was human - but this infant would be thrown into The Pile to cry, starve, and die. This infant, she knew, was Misha Praskovia. The infant was tossed aside, and received no blessing from Bane, no honor, no glory to conquest. Only to die a slow, painful, horrible death.

Misha saw herself as what could have been - a mistake, an error of genetics - and she screamed.

Wisdom Save:16

Jill manages to steel herself against the babau's fear attack, but the sound of the normally bold Misha screaming in terror still sends a chill through her. "Misha, snap out of it! You're Bane's chosen and now is not the time to be screaming like some helpless babe! There is no glory in this!"

"Misha snap out of it, you were born to kill this thing, don't be afraid! Natasha, can you help her? She seems to like you and maybe you can inspire her!"

Natasha’s heart jumped to her throat hearing that piercing screech come from Misha. The grip on her bow tightened in fear herself, a shiver running down her spine as she saw one of the bravest people she knew cower in fear over some stupid demon. She wasn’t too sure if her words could get through to the paladin, but it was worth a shot.

”Misha! Don’t let this stupid piece of mierda get to you! Don’t forget who you are and what you were made for! Like Jill said you were created to destroy this thing and we’re all here for you! So, get out of your head and smash this mother ****ers face in!”

((dunno if it would be possible to give mish advantage on her next save with the power of friendship?))

Once finished with her little bit of inspiration, Natasha knocked back and arrow and shot at the demon.

Attack: 18 Damage: 7

The babau's mocking laughter is abruptly cut off by Natasha's arrow. The fire continues to spread, and it is only a matter of time before the inn has erupted in flames. 

 (You know what Natasha, I like that idea. Misha has advantage on her next Save.)

Oni will run 20 feet towards the tavern (he's still left of the tavern). He looks at the babu and says in infernal, "Come down here coward" and cast Hex on the creature as a bonus action. I want to give the creature disadvantage on Strength checks. Oni will then cast Toll the Dead on the babau.

WIS Saving Throw 13

Necrotic Damage: 12 + 4 (+2 from H.C.)

Wisdom Save: 17

The babau is prepared this time, and it resists Oni's necromantic spell.

((Nooooo!! My 16 Damage :( unlucky))

(Who’s up?)

Grum, then Jill.

Grum thinks twice about running back into the tavern, seeing that it's now on fire! He glances down at his new gauntlet, and mutters, "Torm, I'm no cleric or paladin. In truth, I've never paid much heed to the gods. None of you ever seemed real to me, I never experienced any divine blessings or guidance before. But if this mysterious gauntlet really is from you for whatever reason, and I don't even think  it holds any power in itself, but right now we could use some help killing this demon. Like a magnificent lion, for instance, fighting alongside us. If you could help us now, that's certainly have me convinced of your blessings."

With that, he looses an arrow at the demon, and moves to try and take cover against the wall of a nearby non-burning building (if there is one beside the tavern).

Attack: 18 Damage 5+5(H.M.)

Jill stands next to Misha and offers up some encouragement of her own. "Look my friend. Our allies are landing blows against this creature. You can put it down. Up on your feet." 

And then she'll drink the potion that Oni gave her and recover 9 HP

The Genesis Chamber technology was masterful, but not perfect - once created, you needed guidance and training to reach Condition Prime.

When I was 8, Taetanicus, for the first time, brought me to the Armory and showed me the most magnificent warhammer and shield I had ever seen on a table of pure onyx. Surrounded by my peers and instructors, I had no idea what was happening.

”Strength of Body. Strength of Will. Strength of Courage. These will be your weapons of Conquest. You will know you are ready when you are able to lift these instruments of Glory.”

He slowly gestured to the table, offering for me to pick up the hammer and shield. I tried will all of my strength, tried to concentrate, but was doubtful. The hammer did not budge. I was too weak. He sent me to the Hall Of Iron and spent the rest of the day lifting heavy things in various ways until my body and muscles broke.

The next day I came back to the Armory with him and, again, he tested me, and once again, I could not lift the hammer and shield from the table. I grunted and got angry, and shot him a mighty scowl and held it. With infinite patience and wisdom he sent me back to the Hall of Iron where, again, I trained and lifted bars of metal until one day I noticed I was getting bigger, stronger, more powerful. The weights became ever so slightly lighter with each passing day, each passing month, each passing year.

When I was 13 I finally lifted the hammer and shield, and the next part of my training began.

Misha's up.

Grum's arrow flies true, and the babau reels from the hit.

WIS save: 17

Voices cut through the horror. 

Natasha.

Misha heard it, thought about it, placed it. Soon, her inspirational words cut through the vision, and shaking her head, it faded away. She stood back up again and looked around. The town on fire, the demon, her comrades. 

“Strength of will..”

Feeling foolish, she said a quick prayer to Bane.

”Great Lord General, thank you for blessing my friends for allowing them to help me see Your Glory. Forgive me and my moment of weakness. I am young. I have much to learn if you will continue to bless me with Your Strategies. I am honored to fight by their side and shall focus my efforts on smiting this vile abomination.”

Misha sprinted into the Inn, in an attempt to grab her armor and Natashas armor before it burnt to the ground, and run back out while it was still in the roof.

OOC: Nice!

(Thanks lol, now if it’ll just hop down..)