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Winter wastes no time in whipping out her crossbow and shoots at the first ghoul she sees.
Attack: 14 Damage: 5
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Orilo gives Anborn the most deadpan stare. Doesn't say anything; only stare flatly at Anborn over the silliness of the earlier comment. Because last he check, they were all in the same room still for the most part...
Eventually, he huffs and turns back towards the source of the undead presence. "The parents. Could be spirits. Could be source."He suggests to the group. And if "agreed" still, this time Orilo takes point on the march down unless -- But Elya and the others were already pushing past; leaving behind a disgruntled old man to hang out in the back with Winter. Until the ghouls popped up from foundation itself.
Claw Attack: 12 Damage: 7 (If the target is a creature other than an elf or undead, it must succeed on a DC 10 Constitution saving throw or be paralyzed for 1 minute.)
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Orilo starts to try and spit on the ashes of the one, but stops short to ward off another. "Poor. Choice."He whispers in tongue that could only be described as warmth and cold, light and shadow, purest joy... and unrelenting sadness. The tongue of higher beings few would have the ears to understand. And fewer still could as deeply as Song. Feinting first with his shield, Orilo brings his flail down on the next closest ghoul with far more fury and expediency thus far shown to the others.
Anborn was still chuckling at Ledanra calling the Ghoul Nessy and tossing a poorly aimed Fire Bolt at it when Elya just crushed it with her maul. "Good work with that one. Remind me to never piss you off. Shall we carry on then?" And regardless of the response, Anborn will once again cast Guidance on Elya.
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Xenophon: Topaz Dragonborn Fighter (ixi's Dragon of Icespire Peak)
Breathless, Orilo has to lean against a nearby wall to catch his breathe. "Let's." He forces out as he pushes himself back into a standing position. "For blessing ends."Hopefully in having spurred folk on, Orilo can look in secret to a still shaking weapon hand, and the fast fading light in his hand. Whether he can or not, the sight elicits a disapproving growl as he clasped a hand over it to keep it still while walking after the others.
"Still sense presence. Stay on guard."
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Elya just growls as she looks at the mashed ghoul lying at her feet. As Orilo warns the group of other threats, she snarls and marches forward, "If there are more I'll mash them all to bits! I won't leave a single one of these abominations alive!"
She'll continue deeper into this godforsaken place, now with a semicircle of water in front of her. She holds her action to solidify it into ice if anything attacks her.
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Corrin follows a few feet behind Elya, his amulet clutched in one hand and a dagger in the other. "Mashing is good, but let's not be reckless," he cautions quietly. "No need to rush into an ambush."
(Perception: 19)
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Anborn follows behind Elya and Corrin. "Agreed. We all hate the undead equally, but be careful. Rushing into things is a great way to become an undead yourself."
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"With such fine servants of the gods amongst us, I am sure the undead shall pose no serious threat." Ledanra follows along behind Anborn. Bith the clerics seem to voice their thoughts often, tough at least Anborn has a surer opinion of himself. The halfling is overly chirpy, and his persistent questions lead Ledanra to to doubt his conviction in his actions.
Their divine magic is interesting though. Anborn has been touching people, and rhough that is apparently not unusual for some of the clergy, he actually seems to be giving some benefit when he does it.
A chandelier is suspended above a table in the middle of the room. Two high-backed chairs flank the table, which has an empty clay jug and two clay flagons atop it. Iron candlesticks stand in two corners, their candles long since melted away.
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Winter wastes no time in whipping out her crossbow and shoots at the first ghoul she sees.
Attack: 14 Damage: 5
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\
Orilo gives Anborn the most deadpan stare. Doesn't say anything; only stare flatly at Anborn over the silliness of the earlier comment. Because last he check, they were all in the same room still for the most part...
Eventually, he huffs and turns back towards the source of the undead presence. "The parents. Could be spirits. Could be source." He suggests to the group. And if "agreed" still, this time Orilo takes point on the march down unless -- But Elya and the others were already pushing past; leaving behind a disgruntled old man to hang out in the back with Winter. Until the ghouls popped up from foundation itself.
"Of course..."
Initiative: 12
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
Winter22, Ghoul2(20), Sarcastic19, Corrin17, Ledanra17, Song14, Orilo12, Ghoul1(9), Ghoul3(9), Elya4
The ghoul moans loudly and swipes at Orlio!
Claw Attack: 12 Damage: 7
(If the target is a creature other than an elf or undead, it must succeed on a DC 10 Constitution saving throw or be paralyzed for 1 minute.)
Winter22, Ghoul2(20), Sarcastic19, Corrin17, Ledanra17, Song14, Orilo12, Ghoul1(9), Ghoul3(9), Elya4
Anborn grabs his holy symbol and channels divine energy through it.
"Nope. **** right off. Go be a pain in someone else's arse."
DC 13 Wisdom Save or those ghouls are gonna Get TURNT!
Xenophon: Topaz Dragonborn Fighter (ixi's Dragon of Icespire Peak)
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Ghoul1: 16
Ghoul2: 10
Ghoul3: 4
Winter22, Ghoul2(20), Sarcastic19, Corrin17, Ledanra17, Song14, Orilo12, Ghoul3(9), Elya4
Ghoul1 sizzles and dies!! The other two resist!
Corrin grasps his amulet, “Charmalaine, you’re truly the best. In this fight, let my friends be blessed.”
(Casts bless on Orileo, Winter and Elya.)
Corrin Kettlewhistle: Halfling Life Cleric (Curse of Strahd)
Kip Dalton: Human Lore Bard (Waterdeep Dragon Heist)
Debauchery Dalliance: Half-Drow Oath of Conquest Paladin (White Plume Mountain)
Orilo starts to try and spit on the ashes of the one, but stops short to ward off another. "Poor. Choice." He whispers in tongue that could only be described as warmth and cold, light and shadow, purest joy... and unrelenting sadness. The tongue of higher beings few would have the ears to understand. And fewer still could as deeply as Song. Feinting first with his shield, Orilo brings his flail down on the next closest ghoul with far more fury and expediency thus far shown to the others.
Inspired Flailing: 24 Damage: 7.
Plus Bless: 4.
At the point of impact, a golden and black light explodes outward, searing the ghoul down to its very soul!
17 Additional Smiting!(Radiant)
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
Winter22, Ghoul2(20), Sarcastic19, Corrin17, Ledanra17, Song14, Orilo12, Ghoul3(9), Elya4
That's two down!
Song looks at one of the ghouls... and becomes angry. "You will leave their souls IN PEACE!"
Song send divine energy into one of the ghouls, casting Sacred Flame!
The ghoul takes 4 radiant damage or half if succeeding at a DEX save of 13.
Just a nerdy dude.
Winter22, Ghoul2(20), Sarcastic19, Corrin17, Ledanra17, Song14, Orilo12, Ghoul3(9), Elya4
Ghoul3 save: 19
"Back to the Loch with YOU, Nessy!" Ledanra screams and hurls a massive bolt of fire at the last ghoul:
Firebolt Attack: 7 Damage: 10
Winter22, Ghoul2(20), Sarcastic19, Corrin17, Ledanra17, Song14, Orilo12, Ghoul3(9), Elya4
Ghoul3 claws at Elya!
Claw Attack: 24 Damage: 15
If that's a hit, DC 10 Constitution saving throw or be paralyzed for 1 minute.
Lucky girl.
Claw attack: Attack: 12 Damage: 10
If that's a hit, DC 10 Constitution saving throw or be paralyzed for 1 minute.
Narrowly dodging the Ghoul’s claw, Elya counterattacks recklessly with her maul.
“You should have stayed dead!”
Attack: 24 Damage: 9
Bless: 3
((Whoop, a combat Ledanra got to do something in! Okay, all she did was scorch the wall, but hey, that saves a Prestidigtaion mark. Thanks Crispy.))
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Anborn was still chuckling at Ledanra calling the Ghoul Nessy and tossing a poorly aimed Fire Bolt at it when Elya just crushed it with her maul. "Good work with that one. Remind me to never piss you off. Shall we carry on then?" And regardless of the response, Anborn will once again cast Guidance on Elya.
Xenophon: Topaz Dragonborn Fighter (ixi's Dragon of Icespire Peak)
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Breathless, Orilo has to lean against a nearby wall to catch his breathe. "Let's." He forces out as he pushes himself back into a standing position. "For blessing ends." Hopefully in having spurred folk on, Orilo can look in secret to a still shaking weapon hand, and the fast fading light in his hand. Whether he can or not, the sight elicits a disapproving growl as he clasped a hand over it to keep it still while walking after the others.
"Still sense presence. Stay on guard."
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
Elya just growls as she looks at the mashed ghoul lying at her feet. As Orilo warns the group of other threats, she snarls and marches forward, "If there are more I'll mash them all to bits! I won't leave a single one of these abominations alive!"
She'll continue deeper into this godforsaken place, now with a semicircle of water in front of her. She holds her action to solidify it into ice if anything attacks her.
Corrin follows a few feet behind Elya, his amulet clutched in one hand and a dagger in the other. "Mashing is good, but let's not be reckless," he cautions quietly. "No need to rush into an ambush."
(Perception: 19)
Corrin Kettlewhistle: Halfling Life Cleric (Curse of Strahd)
Kip Dalton: Human Lore Bard (Waterdeep Dragon Heist)
Debauchery Dalliance: Half-Drow Oath of Conquest Paladin (White Plume Mountain)
Anborn follows behind Elya and Corrin. "Agreed. We all hate the undead equally, but be careful. Rushing into things is a great way to become an undead yourself."
Xenophon: Topaz Dragonborn Fighter (ixi's Dragon of Icespire Peak)
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"With such fine servants of the gods amongst us, I am sure the undead shall pose no serious threat." Ledanra follows along behind Anborn. Bith the clerics seem to voice their thoughts often, tough at least Anborn has a surer opinion of himself. The halfling is overly chirpy, and his persistent questions lead Ledanra to to doubt his conviction in his actions.
Their divine magic is interesting though. Anborn has been touching people, and rhough that is apparently not unusual for some of the clergy, he actually seems to be giving some benefit when he does it.
Bring out your inner chatacter class...
THE DEN
A chandelier is suspended above a table in the middle of the room. Two high-backed chairs flank the table, which has an empty clay jug and two clay flagons atop it. Iron candlesticks stand in two corners, their candles long since melted away.